Too Bad Their Invitations to the Royal Wedding Got Lost in the Mail: Babies in Fascinators

“Omigawd, those hats are ridiculous,” I exclaimed as Princesses Beatrice and Eugenie made their grand entrance at the royal wedding.  (You may have heard about that recent shindig?  Or maybe not… it was a very low-key affair.)  “I must get one!”  So I made Mr. Candy promise to take me somewhere appropriate, like brunch at IHOP, where I can confidently wear my new hat.  In the meantime, I’ve gathered pictures of babies in fascinators for all of us to enjoy.  And, given my love for baby hats and new appetite for fascinators, you KNOW this is pretty much the holy grail for me.

Sure hope Baby Freedom is secure enough in his masculinity to wear one of these beauties. Not that he’ll have much of a choice. BWA-HA-HAAAA!


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Candy Kirby

Candy Kirby is the founder of The Laughing Stork and a professional fun-maker who will never stop chasing her lifelong dream: to find the Pomeranian or porn star after whom her parents must have named her. A humor columnist for Disney, Nickelodeon, Scary Mommy, Reductress and Redbook, she also used to be a staff writer for the soap opera, The Bold and the Beautiful, where she penned many scripts featuring prolonged heated stares and countless “Who’s the Daddy?” story lines. Candy lives in Los Angeles with her husband, two young kids and three rescue Persian cats, the latter of whom are the real brains behind this operation (so send all complaints to them).