Baby Clothes and Vegas Prostitutes

My wife and I picked up a new outfit for our one-year-old daughter at a small children’s store. It’s a seventies retro kind of design. Reddish velvet pants and a blue-jean material top with fluffy red faux-fur cuffs and collar (reminds me of an old russion military fur coat). You’ll have to trust me and not just my description – it really is cute. What I was amazed at, though, was right next to what I would call the Baby-Retro rack where we picked up our outfit was another rack full of faux leopard skin, zebra skin, and even a feather boa! I yelled out to my wife several aisles over that I had found the Vegas Prostitute line of baby clothes! I’m not sure if they had any baby leather pants or studded blankies for accessorizing because my wife suddenly determined it was time to go. At the check-out there was a clearence box labled “teething rings” and “nipples” but before I could investigate, my wife pulled me out of the store muttering something about having two children. We only have one daughter so I think she must just have been tired and ready to head home.