"Don't be silly SP, you are imagining things. You look great, you just don't have my look, you have your look." A divine lady in white and diamantes smiled at me with pity.

Looking around I suddenly realised the reason I was not doing so well on the hunk front was that my costume was not quite as exciting as some of the other ladies attire. (Well that's what I told myself anyway.)

"We say go for your Hi Five guy, he seems nice and harmless." said my dear feathered friends The Pinks.

"Everything cool,SP?" asked The Damien Hirst Dots, another IT couple of the night.

"All good, a few wee scirmishes with crazy bald clowns and head hunters but nothing I couldn't deal with easily myself," I assured them.

" Hey you Mexican Shaman take five, buddy."

It worked! Phew! my new hero saved me, the shaman mumbled something under his breath and shuffled off to look for a gal more up his alley.

"You look you are in a spot of bother, anything I can do,SP? This chap is no fear to me." said the yellow hunk in the matching yellow shades.

Now, finally things are picking up, for you ladies out there , take note, a damsel in distress is always good fresh approach when you run out of small talk at parties.

Wow, I hurried over to him , "Don't do the weedgie on me, no killing any pigeons by one tap of your hand, just whisk me away to somewhere hot and smouldering...." I kissed him gently, hoping my Prince would succumb to some earthly SP pleasures.

He looked shocked, horrified, none too pleased by my uninvited advances.

"I don't do vegetarians, you not my type Scottish lady man, I do vooddoo spell on you if you not disappear right now or I make you my lady slave."

"If you are looking for someone sensational," they continued...

"indeed I am.."

"we say the two shamans are the hits of the night, we can't decide whether to go for the White Mystical Prince or the Mexican Shaman of the Night, thoughts SP?"

Did you see the Butterfly Queen , she is quite fabulous?"they asked me.

"Oh yes, she and I go way back, anyone else really cool and different from the crowd, anyone who really stands out from this motley crew?"

" Yup. We sure did, we meet the Tantra Warriors who blissed us out," they told me.

Yes, yes, I know all about them already,who else?

So did you meet anyone cool tonight I asked them.

"How about us? We are fun, freakish and friendly, plus we have no hair issues to worry about tonight." Yup the Wizard of Oz look seems to be growning ever more popular.

"Look,SP, it is hard being me, trying to make people laugh when you are self conscious and desperate for a decent head of hair and all you have is green fluff, 'ave a heart, missus." He cried.

Ok, even's stevens friends again. We patched it up , now surely there must be someone more interesting than a clown with hang ups and a scientist with a tin helmet to talk to, they really should review the acceptance lists more carefully.

He tried to grab my lovely blue hair for himself as he has none of his own.

"Be off with you Clownie Chops, grow your own hair you mangy old thing."

But instead he grabbed my beautiful blue hair and tried to steal it for himself as has no hair of his own. The cheek of it.

"You are not getting it, grow some of your own instead of trying to nab mine, you mangy old thing." I said in my most ferocious tone.

"Hey Fashion Faschischta, SP, leave him alone, he is fine as he is. If you wanna pick a fight , I am ready and willing," shouted the friendly green clown in the corner, flexing his muscles to show he means business.

How come when I try to be helpful this is what I get! Shoo Clown! Buzz off!

"The helmet although somewhat fetching and original, is not quite sexy enough,"I whispered in his ear," my advice - loose it at the party."

This brillaint lab scientist was also very concerned that his image was not quite up to the moment. I assured him there was nothing to worry about except perhaps .....

Here I am with one of the hottest hunks of the night, Mr RB.

Introducing the New York new Dayglo "It Couple" Arjuna and Shanti , the Tantra Warriors. They are put on this planet to save us all through tatric love exercises, heavy breathing and eye gazing! Super heroes today are constantly going through image changes to stay up to date with the modern times and demands.

Ok so maybe we are more Wizard of Oz than Sex in the City but for my gang the freak look wins most points.

A week later the girls hit the ever trendy Meat packing district for the Annual Black and White Party, who cares about SITC (Sex in the City) when you have live gals like us roaming the streets.

There is only one girl I know that can look fabulous in a white hair do, our dear friend from Holland Miss Sandrine Sandslee. Note snake around the neck not quite a horse but animal kingdom appearing somewhere at least!

That helmet didn't last long. My trusted companions were in a red indian theme in keeping with the horses element of the night.

May is another hectic month in the SP world. The Space Princess hit Brooklyn to assess the Cavallo party. They made cast iron horses for Burning Man last year, here we are deciding if the horses look safe to ride.