I hooked up w/ my 1st husband while I was dressed up as Janet from Rocky Horror. (No, not the slip and bra, the purple polyester minidress. I even had a little hat and a bouquet to wave when the audience yells, "Hey Janet, do you have syphilis?" right before she catches the wedding bouquet and says, "I got it!")
The movie was playing at the university ballroom, and there weren't any seats left, so I was sitting on the floor. The walls were those floor-to-ceiling windows, and since it was dark out, they looked like mirrors. I caught my future ex-husband trying to stare up my dress, started talking to him, and eventually married the fucker.
Come to think of it...that isn't such a good example of hooking up...more like sentencing myself to 5 years in hell.
