Be a Victorias Secret Flight Attendant!
Yesterday I was shopping at VS for a bridal shower gift. I'll admit, I got a bit overwhelmed in the PINK! department, what with everything being so soft and cottony and downright rosy. But as I entered into the more risque section (you know, the newly revamped black walls, neon pink signage, undergarments with holes cut out over the tushy and mini ribbons sewn in, corset-like, across the butt-crack), I looked up to find quite possible the most horrifying outfit ever created by Vickie herself.
Worse than the hot pink Santa lingerie.
It's the new "Come Fly With Me" miniature 1960s flight attendants outfit.
The candy-colored, blue-and-turquoise get-up (God, I wish I had a picture for you but I don't) features a ruffled bra and panities, a little collared bolero jacket with "VS Wings" and buttons, a 3-inch long skirtlet, satin gloves, a garter belt and - wait, wait - a CAP. That fastens under your chin with velcro straps.
Somebody get me my paper barf bag, please! I'm all for playing a little dress up now and then but this is just ridonculous. For some reason it's rubbing me the wrong way - like it's some anti-feminist statement or something. Am I overreacting? Don't we already have a Hooters Airlines? I don't know why but I wanted to grab a big can of red paint and splash it all over the display like a woman wearing a full-length mink. Regardless, I literally whipped out my handheld and started typing notes right there in the stores so I could bring you the news right away. News you can use.
Ta ta!
Leslie
PS Water update: Last night, I went for a run to cure my raging PMS (and give my husband a mental health break) and when I got back, I drank an entire 8 ounces of water! Then, post-shower, I drank a frigging whole bottle of water. This is more H20 than I usually consume per week. My body revolted, cramping up and I even though I wanted chocolate SO badly, I couldn't eat anything. Woke up ravenous at 6am and been eating ever since. And SIPPING water :-)
Comments
The new "Come Fly With Me" costume package is the Victorias Secret answer to the age-old female complaint, "My husband isn't romantic anymore. All he wants to do is watch TV."
Languish in a sexless marriage no more, ladies!! The cunning use of role-playing will have your sheets sizzling in no time.
Everyone knows no man can resist a 1960's flight attendant and what better way to wrestle his attention away from the television than a sexy Airplane Aisle Catwalk past his recliner while bestowing upon him cold beers, peanuts, and a cozy blanket.
Leslie, Umm...from your description, I just don't know what to say. Note to self: Remember to tell the hubby not to buy me the "undergarments with holes cut out over the tushy and mini ribbons sewn in, corset-like, across the butt-crack."
it seems like waaay too many of the "adult" costumes you find in October-honestly, if that's what gets you in the mood for role-playing, I'm not going to tell anyone no, but I don't think I'd ever wear it.
My husband would laugh his butt off.
Ooh I loved the Come Fly With Me outfit - I had to have it...
Have thoughts of dressing up in it when hubby has the cold or flu and taking care of him...
& Cleaning the house in it!
Hah it will drive him nuts ;o)
