Cake Baking, Lingerie Making & Booty Shaking

What else is girl to do on Valentine's Day?

1.  Bake a Cake
2.  Knit some Lingerie
3.  Dance in front of the mirror wearing leopard high heels and a Boy Hoodie.

Many thanks to the man that didn't actually give me permission to use the hoodie...^_^

Cake Baking

Well, not strictly cake baking...more cupcake baking. 

My cupcake cases

I took a Donna Hay cake recipe (simple apple & bluberry cake) and just poured it into my cupcake cases and rather than add bits of fresh apple and blueberries on top, I just layered them in the middle.

Recipe taken from her Fast, Fresh, Simple cookbook.

Nom, Nom, Nom...

The Afternoon Tea of Champions

Lingerie Making

Of the Edible Variety

Unfortunately, I did not create the above piece...awesome, though, isn't it?  Who knew strawberry laces could be so versatile?  Find the pattern by Dawn Payne at knitty.

I'm trying it out with some cream cotton yarn...I'll keep you updated ^_~.

Booty Shaking

I'm dancing in front of the mirror to Rihanna (don't be ashamed to admit that you do it too!) in an H&M fawn coloured hoodie - it's so cute it can be worn on its own...

Come here Rude Boy, Boy, Can you get it up? Come here Rude Boy, Boy, Is you big enough?

Get down low

Criss-Cross

Hip Shaking w/ H&M

Rihanna - Rude Boy

When Hot Men Happen To Bad Clothes

Can a hot man turn hideous clothes fashionable or do they reduce him to an ugly troll?

Apologies to Mr Zacky Vengeance for the above picture.  I know, darling, you would never wear anything of the lime green variety...and if you did, I would forgive you (probably) because you would look so daper! Swoon...

However, if you are not Zacky Vengeance, I would advise you to exercise extreme caution in your fashion choices.  I say this as last week, my life was ruined by a gorgeous man wearing the most revolting jumper - it was lime green - that left me having nightmares.

I see this beautiful man around the Dept. and he is so hot I could probably cook my breakfast on him.  But last week, I was left not wanting to see him ever again...wanting to claw my own eye balls out.  How...What...Why?  The jumper was totally disgusting but not even his beauty could save it/him.  The colour did not suit his skin tone, hair, eyes, jeans, shoes...it suited f**king nothing!  Such a disappointment!

This sounds as if I think everything on this fashionable world should be done solely to please me...well, why not?  I'm bloody marvelous...but seriously, I think it is a shame when people choose clothes that do not suit them.  Yes, it sounds incredibly superficial - what counts is on the inside - true!  But you would be lying to yourself if you said you have never judged someone on how they looked/what they were wearing - God knows, I get plenty of that from men in the Dept.

So there are two important morals to this story:

1) Not even a gorgeous man can save hideous clothes.

2) You only have one life, don't spend it looking like a disgrace.