Wednesday, May 23, 2012

An Open Letter to Cinnamon Life Cereal

Hey Baby,
I'm so glad I ran across you in the grocery store that day. I wasn't even looking, and there you were. I thought I was taking someone else home altogether. Imagine my surprise when I had my first bowl.


I was expecting plain old Life, and he's nice. Classic. Solid. A little bland. But you, Cinnamon Life?


Sugary. More spice than I expected. And when I ran out? I got the wrong box mistakenly (again). This time old faithful just wasn't quite enough.


So I came back for more of you, with your cinnamon stripes, you saucy little minx you.


So good that I can't eat just one bowl. Oh no. Finish the first, then pour in a little more, with just a dash of milk. Just enough so you don't sog up. Oooooh baby.

You're hot, sticky sweet. From your head to your...well...you don't have feet, but you catch my drift. And now? Now the box is empty again. But I'll be back. Oh yeah baby, you KNOW I'll be back. 

Jacket: Missoni for Target robe
Tank: Wal Fart
Jeans: Hudson
Shoes: Vicky's Secret
Necklace: Threadsence
Earrings: F21

Merci,
Shannan

2 comments:

Jamie K said...

I love cinnamon life. That is the only cereal my dad ever ate growing up so I've been a fan forever!

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pyjammy pam said...

Cinnamon Life is good. But Cinnamon Chex is life-altering. (Probably because it's less healthy.)