This one's name is Jesse Ventura. My little brother gave her to me for Christmas several years ago. She's a retired Victoria's Secret mannequin. In her heyday, they called her The Body. But now we call her Gov. Yes, I think I'm hilarious.
She's going to be at the eventual wedding. In our faux-photobooth, along with our other mannequin. He's a pants model named Legs, you'll meet him later. DJ and I thought it would be fun to give people something silly for posing, and what better than the mannequins? So, she needs an outfit. While vintage shopping last weekend, we bought her two dresses. Option one is above, a teal foiled damask sheath with a high collar. Very mother of the bride, c. 1968. Also appropriate for daywear in our living room.
Option two is this pink ruffled tulle prom dress. I LOVE this one. But is it too much? How would you feel about posing with your arm around this pile of crazy?
6 comments:
As long as she has a corsage, who cares? :)
BTW, I recently went wireless with my flashes. Now all they'll have are power cords. No cord hooking the flash to the camera to trip over.
LOVE the pink one!!
Pink. Absolutely pink.
Ahmahzing.
Definitely pink!
I already thought you were a little bit crazy, but now I'm sure of it....
and I LOVE IT!
You crack me up, and I think the mannequin in a photo booth is a fantastic idea! Think of all the inappropriate pictures people will take while they are violating poor poor Jesse!!!
I wouldn't embrace the pink dress, but I WOULD stand behind it with my head perfectly positioned on the neck like one of those carnival cut-out thingies.
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