LaMorena
LaMorena
LaMorena

She looks gorgeous, but I also feel like I've seen this on her before. With her (phenomenal) shape, I can see that this type of dress really works for her, but I would love to see her change it up a bit with a more modern color or styling.

Gap will get no hate from me at the moment. They have a solid line of maternity clothes, and given that I can usually buy them with a 30-40% off coupon, they're pretty reasonable. Maternity clothes are fairly awful on the whole—full of cheap fabrics, dowdy cuts, tacky prints, and exorbitant prices.

Yes, I am absolutely and vocally grateful for my arrangement—most of the time, I feel it allows me to "have it all," to use a cliche. Fortunately, my company has, for the most part, also come around to the fact that it's also a win for them, and it seems to have opened the door for a few others (male and female, with

Agreed! Hope the message starts to get out there more. Of course, it won't work for every role and every individual. But as I said, I'm in sales. If I'm hitting my numbers, my company is making a lot of money from my work. And I'd been with them for 5+ years when I made the request, so my work ethic and loyalty

I got (begrudging) approval to work remotely around the time I had my daughter. We were living in a big, expensive city, and were facing 1.5-year wait lists for ($2k/month) daycare. Husband got a job offer somewhere with a lower cost of living, and I'm in sales, so my job should allow me to do it from anywhere I

Thank you! That's how you would hope it would be, and it feels more like that my second time around, but again, it's largely due to my new boss and the fact that I somehow (re-)proved my loyalty to them after #1. Just from a sheer economics perspective, it's so worth the company doing what it can (within reason) to

It makes my blood boil. The implication that women will suddenly lose their goals and ambition once they push out a kid. (Not trying to start the mommy wars here—I think all parents are entitled to whatever choice works best for them.) But of course, no one would EVER think of asking the father this. I like...

This could have been written about my maternity leave. I'm a top salesperson at my company, and despite having been nothing but loyal for 5+ years, when I announced my pregnancy, it was like I had become a villain. It was so incredibly stressful, and I felt like I had to fight just to keep some claim over my

I had been at my company for 5+ years when I had my daughter. I was the first full-time female employee to do so, and everyone freaked out and basically implied that I was going to leave, and kept pressuring me to tell them what I was REALLY going to do. What I did was come back (after my "long" 11-week leave) and

Slightly off-topic, but we had some foreign house guests last week, and they invited us out to a nice dinner as a thank-you for our hospitality. I had a moment of utter panic when the check came. NOT because I wasn't ready to graciously thank our guest when he picked it up, but because I was afraid he might not tip

Here, kid: let me do you a favor and remove that awful hat.

One thing: my respect. (Though let's face it—I'd probably pretend for the cash equivalent of that ring.)

Loud and clear. And yes—I've been taking full advantage of the killer summer fruits! Sooo ready for the "honeymoon phase." Then the final 6 weeks or so can just suck it.

Ugh, I feel you—I'm 14 weeks right now. It's all so glamorous, no?

Except that (if you're like me), all that extra hair will fall out at once, about 2 months post-partum. Leaving you with the most awkward re-growth ever as it comes back in. Mine finally looked normal again, which of course meant it was time for baby #2.

All else aside, +10 to her for using a younger Justin Thoreaux lookalike in the shortie trunks.

I once had a very similar situation play out in front of me. I was in NYC (somewhere in the Meatpacking District... I know, I know) for a friend's bachelorette party, and the maid of honor knew a club promoter and had lined up a comped table for us. Most of the group arrived together, and we were hovering near the

I worked for a manufacturing company, largely making collection calls. Another summer at a chemical company in the "art department" (making silk screens for the spray can labels, which is a surprisingly dirty, chemical-filled job itself).

Lord, I had overalls in the 90's, and did embroidery and put patches on them. All to wear with my Doc Marten's and flannel shirts stolen from my brother. Shocking that all the boys weren't chasing me!

Yes, please! I would watch that show for the first time ever.