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Can I used this space to brag? My mom is recently retired, so she's dusted off her sewing machine. I got a Chanel jacket in the mail the other day. Apparently, there's another one in the mail, as well as a wrap dress and palazzo pants.

Are you from Cambridge, Mass? You sound just like Mindy Kaling and that's where she's from, so I imagine all girls from Cambridge sound like this. This is a compliment, as I love both you and Mindy. Also: Jordan's Forever.

I lust after all things 1930s. Sadly I'm freakishly tall (5'10") with "a balcony made for Shakespeare" as my grandmother would say (boobs), so no vintage for me. BUT, my mother is making me my very own blouse and skirt set from a pattern she found from 1934. I am so Le Excited.

Not only did the employees of Ladies Home Journal get to work in the Curtis Building in Philadelphia, but they were privy to one of the most beautiful murals (still there), but Maxfield Parish and his friends at Tiffany and Company: http://www.visitphilly.com/music-art/phil…

Also, Sarah Tyson Rorer worked on LHJ. She

Expensive, but beautiful and fairly gender neutral:

Why am I supposed to be beautiful at all times, no matter what? In the (Mindful) Childbirth class we took, the husband was told to tell me that I look beautiful when in labor...as encouragement. What? How is that encouraging?! I need truth! "This is insane!" "I am impressed!" "Holy shit, we're gonna be parents!" [pass

what a bunch of assholes. Free seats on the bus are the #1 reason I got pregnant. True Story.

I'm particularly small in stature (5'10", 145 lb on a normal day), but that's not too far from what I looked like at 7 months preggo. A loose shirt/sweater can work wonders. I must say, I'm happy to finally be visibly pregnant. Now, I get all sorts of free seats on the bus. Tho, I must admit, I doubt that Ms. Mendes

FOR REALZ. I've been super sloppy drunk and stoned and god knows what else. I tend to be a happy drunk, mostly, so mostly I'm hugging people and trying to tell Dad Jokes. On the occasions I've become upset, my epithets have been less than creative.

So, I'm having a super weird and shitty day (possible newly dead cousin on the other side of the planet). I'd like you to know that your Monterey to Malibu mix is really helping me this morning. Thank you.

My parents recently moved from a suburb in the Northeast to a condo in Nob Hill. It's one of those new, glass-everything, fancy thingys. They love the city and everything is has to offer them. Lord knows, they can afford to "do" the city like a dream. Here's the problem: they still have a suburban mindset.

A few weeks

My sister gave me a hand-me-down skirt in 1993 that was a wrap-around sheer thing with layers and layers. Anyway, it was super glamorous and I wore that shit everywhere with anything. It met its end in the teeth of a particularly aggressive subway door. I cried so much.

NO WAY?! My hubs was raised JW. I asked him if he thought Prince went "pioneering" (their term). He thought not, since there are loopholes. This just makes me love Prince more.

My father wanted to name me Iphigenia. Instead, they decided to name me after a character in a French existential play about hell. My parents have real cheery personalities.

You know what, Toni Braxton and anyone else who talks about autism this way? FUCK YOU. It's not the worse thing that can happen to a person. I know several people with varying degrees of Autism; I love them all and I bet they don't wish they had died of Measles instead.

I don't know who Jon Snow is, but you sound a lot like me! I never baby-sat, never had interest in babies, was the youngest. My husband lived with midwives, carried a hemorrhaging friend to the hospital, and helped raise his niece. I'm about 6 months pregnant and, so far, it's been a pretty good experience, although I

My sister lives in France and I grew up spending summer vacations there (it's the Jersey Shore of Europe). Here are my generalizations based on my very limited observations:

She looks like a blonde version of my mom and it freaks me out. They're even aging the same, down to the cool laid-back lady look.

How very "Shane" of her.