Cup Cakes Lingerie
Sometimes I feel as if fashion lines – especially underwear lines – with any kind of food in their names are really, really cruel. The food only serves to remind you that, in order to look good in the item, …
Sometimes I feel as if fashion lines – especially underwear lines – with any kind of food in their names are really, really cruel. The food only serves to remind you that, in order to look good in the item, you must avoid it. In this case, it’s cup cakes (why two words, I wonder?) and it’s lingerie. I feel as if I’m a tag line for The Prince of Egypt: “The food is cup cakes. The place is Ranelagh. The time is now.” ANYWAY. The nice folks at Cup Cakes Lingerie sent over some really cute vintage-y (is everything vintage-y these days?) shots for my – and now your – perusal.
I like how she’s posing with the biggest buoy you’ve ever seen. This girl looks great and there is no way she is going to drown. Win-win!
Do you own an umbrella like this? I think I had one when I was a nipper, but I don’t know where it’s gone and I doubt I appreciated its beauty then, at least not like I would now.
And finally, I love this shot because it’s so unlikely. “I’m wearing a strapless bra and suspenders and a hat, as if I am at a wedding (perhaps my own) but instead of, you know, crawling into bed at 4am or getting my make-up done pre-wedding, I’m going to do a little dance for the photographer while looking at my tulle bunny-tail.” YEAH.
The more shots I see that are wedding themed the more outlandish I’d be tempted to go. Huge dresses, pumpkin carriages, Louboutins, tulle bunny-tails – I want it all*!
* This may be why I am single. (End scene)