Doesn’t this make you want to get married all over again?
Yeah, me either.
I’m home. I’ve decided I can say that confidently because I have a new definition of “home.” Home is where the fresh-made banana pudding is chilling in the fridge. In other news, banana pudding may well have just replaced a Cajun chicken fillet biscuit as the best breakfast food ever. Also? I’m starting to wonder if the poor gal who’s been nice enough to share her lovely apartment, fat cat, and bodacious Paula Deen recipes with us has any idea how hard it’s going to be to get rid of us.
I’m a little fuzzy from a whirlwind of family functions and 12 hour car rides augmented by gastrointestinal (and incredibly sexy) complications, so forgive me for copping out with this video of a chihuahua dancing the flamenco.
That is one LiLo sized Vagina Dress.
Did you hear about her new career move while on house arrest? Sadly that’s a genuine question.
That really needed an “Oh MY!” at the end of that post title. 🙂 I just had some bananna pudding at the local Jason’s Deli. And let me tell you, dry grahm crackers and chopped up bananas mixed into Jello-brand banana-flavored pudding just does not cut it. I don’t know who they thought they were fooling. Color me jealous!
This pudding even has cream cheese in it. Oh he’ll, now I have to eat another bowl.
Once again, you’ve left me both humored and confused. That dress takes waiting until the wedding night to a new level.
Damn, I’d hate to see the tux waiting for that dress at the end of the aisle.
it takes a special kind of person to exhibit the proper understanding of a dress like this.
I will say that when the bride dances with her dad things might get a little akward but if he can rise above then there should be smooth sailing for the rest of the night.
Oh did I forget to include a pic of the special suit for the father of the bride?
You win!
Wha … I just … it’s so … *head explodes*
Seriously, where the HELL did you find that thing?
The interwebz is a dangerous, DANGEROUS place.
That is a beautiful wedding dress – without the giant vajayjay attached to the front of it.
Why on EARTH would that have been invented?
No one wants to see a vagina that big. NO ONE.
No one? I’m pretty sure my google analytics would beg to disagree.
How did you…how on earth….HOW DID YOU GET A PICTURE OF MY WEDDING DRESS?
I knew that demure neckline could belong to no one else.
Now that’s a Fuck Me Dress if I EVER saw one!
I agree. The dress is definitely fucked.
I would love to hear the thought process behind the creation of that dress. “The dress is beautiful- BUT it needs… SOMETHING.”
Thanks for that.
My vagina and I are always glad to help a gal out.
I’m thinking if that’s hanging out the front of the wedding dress, maybe it’s shouldn’t be the traditional white?
It’s just a decoy. Probably. Unless the bride is a baboon.
I’m putting that dress on Pinterest as my divorce dress.
The best thing about that dress is the fact the vagina is detachable. It looks great on a business suit. It’s all about context.
Seriously. I don’t know what I’d do without you and your wealth of vagina fashion knowledge.
Too bad I didn’t know about the Roast beef giney dress when I got married.
I really want just the vagina part of that dress. For a halloween costume. Perfect.
Hey lady. 🙂
That dress has GaGa written all over it. Meanwile, there is an amazing book of vagina illustrations. I was going to send it to you. I can’t remember the name. I just went back to my bookshelves to find it. But all I found was Ferlinghetti.
Um. I will not be showing this dress to Lu once we start wedding dress shopping for her. Although that is obviously a vagina which just delivered a huge baby.
Mmmm…banana pudding.
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It totally needs some lippy earrings to match.
i just want to flick the little man in the boat on that dress. it’s so educational, really. all men should see that dress as a diagram on where to go.
….and as an illustration of proper penile size?
That is just so SO wrong…. 🙂 Although part of me would pay hard cash to see Kate whatsername have worn that dress when marrying her prince.