In the 70s, when I was a 're-entry' student, getting my degree and certificate in Dental Hygiene so I could earn a decent living after a divorce, we were given the assignment of making a video for Humanities or something.
I was the star, of course
, and the other 2 were in charge of recording etc.
I wore a granny dresss, granny glasses (easy to find back then) and gave a faux cooking demo a la Julia Child. I kept tippling from a wine bottle and the cake batter kept getting messier and messier----- and so did I.
I can't remember what grade we got, but evidently it was o.k. because I graduated.