You use the last five dollars from your grandmother to buy gas to take you and your date to and from the prom. Then you drive home, shower, shave, put on some "Preferred Stock" cologne (your favorite), and head back to your bedroom to get into the tux outfit you've rented.
You sigh in disappointment as you look at it. By the time you finally got the money together to rent a tux, all the high-fashion styles in your size were already rented out. Consequently, the tux you'll be wearing, while acceptable, is pretty nondescript.
You put on the tux and get everything adjusted for the proper fit. Then, you take the top hat out of its box and snap it open. You put it on, and adjust it to a jaunty angle, looking in the full-length mirror attached to the inside of your closet door as you do so. The moment you put the hat on, the whole outfit seems to take on a new look--an extra bit of luxury--an extra dose of panache, just as you had hoped. You already feel that the $50 you paid for this hat was well spent.
As you prepare to take the corsage and head out to your car, you catch sight of a picture on your bedroom wall. You're a huge Duran Duran fan, especially of their early "New Romantic" look from the time of their first video, "Planet Earth." You're especially enamored of Nick Rhodes, the group's keyboardist, who in many ways was, and still is, the most glamorous member of the band. The picture you're gazing at is of Nick and his ex-wife, Julie Friedman, at the time of their wedding. The super-luxurious pink tails outfit Nick is wearing just seems to personify the ultra-luxurious glamour of the "New Romantic" look. The makeup Nick is wearing, including pink nail polish and lipstick, seems to make him look even more super-glamorous.
You sigh and shake your head sadly. You can't help wishing to yourself, "Boy, would I like to wear an outfit like that to the prom--only, instead, of pink, I'd want it to be a deep, super-rich royal purple, with super-wide, rave-style pant legs, and black patent leather boots with super-high stacked heels and super-chunky platform soles, and the shirt having dozens of layers of ruffles and lace down the front and at the cuffs, and with super-huge sleeves! I'd want full makeup and nail polish, too, just like Nick is wearing--only in purple, of course, to match the outfit, as well as a New Romantic hairstyle just like Nick's, and I'd want my girlfriend's outfit to co-ordinate with mine perfectly, making the two of us look super-cool and sexy together!"
Before you can turn or take another step, the hat begins to glow, then you stiffen as bolts of energy issue from the hat down through your entire body. When at last you're able to move again, you walk back to the mirror to double-check your appearance--and you almost faint in amazement. The original tux outfit you rented is back in its rental bag--replaced by an outfit exactly like the one you just wished for, right down to the hairstyle, makeup, and nail polish! Even the hat has turned a deep royal purple in color, matching the rest of your outfit perfectly!
You gape at your reflected image in astonishment for a long, long moment. "WHOAH! AWESOME!!" you whisper to yourself. Then, a wicked, lustful grin begins to spread over your now shockingly handsome, almost obscenely glamorous, sexy face. What had looked like a dull evening now looks to be the most incredible night of your entire life.
You finally realize that you need to get going if you're going to pick up your date and get to the prom on time. As you turn to leave, however, you suddenly catch sight of a pair of white kid gloves, a long, black cane, and an ankle-length black satin cape! You impulsively grab them and put the gloves and cape on, adding still more luster to your already super-regal appearance. Then, grinning from ear to ear, you head down the stairs, out the front door (past your parents, who gape in utter astonishment, unable to say a word!) and out to your car, ready to begin an evening of fun and untold glamour that you somehow know that you and your date will never forget.