It's the groundbreaking trend that's sweeping the
nation (it could be sweeping a nation somewhere, possibly Uzbekistan, we can't
be sure). Slutty brunch was conceived in a moment of vain desperation. My
friend had an outfit that she knew she looked phenomenal in but
(alas) twas too classy for a trashy night and a too trashy for a classy
night.
"Maybe you could wear it to brunch. Except it
would have to be, you know.... a slutty brunch."
BAM! Slutty Brunch was born. I will now present a short poem I wrote in
honour of this revelation.
Now, it doesn't have to be an overtly sexual outfit. The point is that
the outfit should be "inappropriate". Whatever that means to you.
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Cause I'm bluffin with my muffin somethin somethin |
Perhaps the cut on that shirt is too low...SLUTTY
BRUNCH.
Perhaps the print on that jacket is too loud...
SLUTTY BRUNCH.
Perhaps you think bindis are awesome but you're not even a little bit
Indian and don't want to wear one in public for fear that you might offend and
do that cultural appropriation thing and yada yada yada... SLUTTY BRUNCH!
So go forth my pretties! Let there be muffins and
muffin tops, pastries and pasties. After all, how often do you get to play the
provocateur before noon? And surrounded by delicious baked goods no less.
To wrap up, here are some photos of delicious baked
goods.