The thing about the rest of these themes is that you are increasingly likely, as the blog wears on, to encounter someone who was actually knocking about during the decade in question so it’s a good idea to use a bit of imagination and to try to get the era a bit right.
Luckily the 60s were not only highly documented at the time, but seem to be a focal point of nostalgia even amongst those of us born long afterwards so there’s no shortage of daisy festooned material to draw upon.
Girls, you can not go wrong with some heavy eye make up, a wide headband a short dress and some round toed heels/ kinky boots, and boys, a moptop wig/ alteration of your current barnet, a skinny trouser leg and a wide lapelled jacket will see you right. But come on people, we can all do better than that can’t we?
The Music
You have very little excuse not to dress like the bands at the time, since most of the bands out now are managing it perfectly well. Boys can go for a neat black suit with a skinny leg if they want to be early-era Beatles/ Kinks etc, with a beatnik barnet; or they can go all flouncy or satin miltaria in the manner of Sergeant Pepper toward the end of the era. Girls can go for the Supremes style girlband approach with mountainous beehives short dresses and boots (why not come as a threesome in matching/ different coloured dresses for extra impact?) or the later-era floaty folk hippy like Baez/ Melanie, all fringe, eyemake up and flowers in their hair.
The Drugs: They were stronger then. SO we hear. How exact you want to be in translating the drug culture into costume is your bag, man, but it would be a crying shame were there not a few tripped out beardy acidheads strumming lutes and having Free Love at your party right? Else you could go early era Speed and Beatnik Be Bop, sweaty and manic like Lennon at his fourteenth Hamburg gig in 6 nights.
Steve rocks a Prisoner suit
The TV/ Films: Blow the Bloody Doors Off. Or arrive in a mini with media specs on (like you wree going to anyway) and call yourself Alfie. Or moon about like a French sexstar. Or be a Monroe, late era, all black eye make up and crazy bouffe platinum hair. Then there's what I believe is now known in media circles as Cult TV - The Avenger will get you laid if you are a lady (and possibly even more if you are a gent) and the Prisoner is a marvellous option for chaps who like a suit as proved by young Steve above. There's plenty of kids TV to plunder too. A quick search on the interweb will find you a Quant bag full of cartoon characters, puppets and assorted jolly hosts to emulate.
The Politics: Anti Vietnam protests (careful - getting kinda 70s now), Civil Rights, Kennedy... it depends how earnest you want to be really. Be aware, as all good partygoers always should, that walking round with a War Sucks placard or similar does make you look like a bit of a dick. And that taking the piss out of civil rights protesters is a very very risky enterprise
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