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That's A Cheesy Idea

Okay. I think we're scraping the bottom of the barrel with this post. The Cracker Barrel Cheese barrel that is. Heh, heh, heh. So I go looking for a subject for today's post and I come across a story about a bunch of college kids who designed and made dresses out of cheese. Yeah, that's right. I guess these dresses serve two purposes. It's something to wear to work. And you don't have to worry if you forget your lunch or if you feel a little peckish in the middle of the afternoon.

Mmmm...yummy. The dress looks nice too.

The design students at Bath Spa University in Britain say they were inspired by lady GaGa and her meat dress. I guess they thought her dress was "well done" and wanted to outdo her. It took them over 1,000 hours and a tonne of cheese to create 5 outfits. Pretty gouda, eh?

I'm thinking of getting into the dress-in-food business myself. I've researched things carefully and I'm about ready to launch a new line of ladies undergarments. I thought I'd start with bacon bras.

Mmm...breasts, er, um, bacon.

If all goes well I thought I'd then get into bacon thongs. Yeah. Kinda sizzles don't ya think?
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Madge said…
I like the bacon bra, just thinkin' out loud here, buy might not want to lay outside in the sun in that thing might get up with a cooked bacon bra, and forget about the baby oil, who needs it when you have bacon grease.
2 June 2011 at 07:59
nonamedufus said…
You see, there's more to this bacon bra than meets the eye. Sunscreen!
2 June 2011 at 08:36
Raymond said…
Good for strippers
2 June 2011 at 09:29
quirkyloon said…
Hmm. Dunno. I gots a sensitive nose and all I can "see" (aka smell) is rancid meat and funky cheese.

Let's hope they didn't use any swiss that stuff stinks! Unless you like eau de stinky feet.

*SMILE*
2 June 2011 at 09:56
Cheryl P. said…
I don't know if that works for clothing but it is a great diet plan. I have officially lost my appetite for cheese and ....especially...bacon.
2 June 2011 at 10:00
nonamedufus said…
One strip of bacon at a time.
2 June 2011 at 11:50
nonamedufus said…
You can tell the Swiss cheese dresses from the others. They've got holes in them.
2 June 2011 at 11:51
nonamedufus said…
You're welcome!
2 June 2011 at 11:51
Jayne said…
I would worry about being chased by a pack of hungry yuppies (do they still call them that?) carrying a case of Chardonnay and loaves of sourdough.
2 June 2011 at 22:14
nonamedufus said…
But Jayne it'd be nice to be wanted wouldn't it?
2 June 2011 at 22:27
Linda Medrano said…
Nicky needs to see this. You know she loves all things cheesy! That bacon bra looks a little greasy to me.
3 June 2011 at 13:54
00dozo said…
Hey, aren't those cheese rosettes supposed to be positioned on her breasts? Oh, wait ... she has no breasts. Never mind.
;-)
3 June 2011 at 14:12
nonamedufus said…
Yeah, cheese and bacon - it's high cholesterol fashion. I wonder if Nicky would wear an outfit like this?
3 June 2011 at 15:00
nonamedufus said…
Either that or she's way older than she looks.
3 June 2011 at 15:24
nonamedufus said…
Either that or she's way older than she looks.
3 June 2011 at 15:25
Sandra said…
And I'll do anything to break into the modelling business, so I'm prepared to wear said bacon bra.
3 June 2011 at 19:45
Nicky said…
I MUST HAVE CHEESE DRESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
3 June 2011 at 20:08
nonamedufus said…
I like your sense of adventure. Can I interest you in a thong?
3 June 2011 at 21:30
nonamedufus said…
I knew you would. Havarti or brie?
3 June 2011 at 21:32
Unfinished Person said…
I must have bacon breasts.


Er, I mean, yeah...um...going to leave rest of comment alone and step away slowly.
4 June 2011 at 08:59
nonamedufus said…
Personally I think you'd look a little funny with bacon breasts but, hey, to each his own.
4 June 2011 at 10:00
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