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Turkey in the Straw... ha ha ha
The Institute of Animal Haberdashery and General Fanciness would like to extend our heartfelt thanks to Costume Dogs for providing us with this splendiferous piece of holiday cheer.
Fine looking Filly
As a Thanksgiving present of sorts, Bjorn Flugelhorn gave me Jean Perry’s Magnum Opus Make Your Own Horse Clothing. What a revelation! I quickly rushed to Marimekko, dusted off the Singer, and got to stitching. Oatsie has never looked more stunning!
Flippers and Boots? Bad Idea
While this outfit does seem a trifle over-accesorized, I really must applaud the gumption of the model. Donkeys, especially those from Malta, are notoriously fashion-resistant.
I found this fellow here. His poor choice of pairing heavy boots with his flippers makes me worry that this may have been the last outfit he ever wore.
2 Quacks and a Rubber-Nosed Swamp Donkey
What a morning! I woke at four am and spent six hours crimping every hair on my body, then spent another two hours strategically spraying parts of it pink, and dipping other parts in glitter. Such is the life of a Duck Duck Moose groupie. It will all be worth it when they play their rendition of the Jonas Brothers’ Burnin Up! I’m secretly banking on being pulled up on stage Dancing in the Dark style. I’ve always been told I resemble Courtney Cox.
Game, Set, Match!
It doesn’t get much more a la mode than our lovely model, Leona Lepidotrous, demonstrating this season’s hottest look. I’m seeing spots, and I’m seeing stars!
Earning her stripes
All the rage on the runways this week? Matching your clothing to yourself. Time to dust off my lacklustre beige suit and take it for a spin!
Work It!
With all my harping on about the importance of getting fancy, I thought it might be prudent to start recognizing those who are doing just that. This week’s sublime outfit comes from the Pet Boutique, purveyors of so much fanciness it is difficult to pick just one. Of course, if you have to pick one, this particular number is a winner. I simply love the way those knitted cherries accentuate the bulging of the eyes!
Graceful Greyhound
Ladies and Gents, you know I love a fancy bitch, and our newest benefactor is possibly the fanciest of them all! Please allow me to introduce you to Her Highness Hipolita Halsted, a dog so well bred you would need a database to keep track of all of her medical issues.
Her Higness has graciously offered the Institute of Animal Haberdashery unrestricted access to her bank account to further our noble cause. And we have graciously accepted. I for one am going to start furthering the cause by visiting the Mii Amo Enchantment Resort, slipping into a mud bath, and contemplating new and exciting ways to put wombats in hats.
Bjorn, Myself, Andelora Dulliswinkle, Diablo Jones, Shi Shi LaRue and Elery Fantina
Is there anything better than hopping around a humid room grasping and being grasped with abandon? I think not. I’m hot, you’re hot, he’s hot, she’s hot.
So sexy it needed a threequel
Ah my dear compadres, how I have missed you! But I have had quite the ten days, let me tell you. It all started when Bjorn Flugelhorn came into my quarters in the middle of the night, put a silk sleeping mask over my eyes and shoved me in a giant box. Post-marked Jamiaca.
You see, I have been rather discouraging of the all-inclusive experience in the past years, preferring instead to hob-knob with the ristys Turks and Caicos style. In these hard times though, that just wasn’t going to happen. Tequila doesn’t pay for itself you know. Or does it? Seems these all-inclusive plebians have something figured out!
Maybe no one can say it so eloquently as Hedonism III‘s own website
“Life moves at a faster tempo here. Music seems more tuneful, laughter more joyous.“
Really, nothing could be more tuneful than Gasolina on repeat. Nothing. In fact, let’s have another go!
May your fancies be tickled and your livers be pickled!
