Those of you who know me know that I had a love affair with ruffled underwear after LadyP was born (which I wrote about on ModernMom). But why should us mommies have all the fun? Treat your little girl to ruffled OUTER-wear this Valentine’s Day. I heart Valentine’s Day. Always have. Maybe it’s because my mom…
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Fab tip to preggos: The easiest way to end a moody day.
Yesterday was my birthday. (I turned 29… again.) Which reminded me of this post that I did exactly a year ago. It also happened to be the very FIRST post that officially appeared on The Fab Mom (as opposed to my other little short-lived blog I had before this one). Here’s a flashback for those…
Why my daughter might become a mafia wife.
Here’s a riddle for ya: What’s soft, comforting and much more fabulous than a ratty blankie being dragged all over the floor? A luxe, faux fur coat. Credit LadyP for coming up with this one. Has she been hanging out with mafia wives behind my back? (She has taken a new liking to salami and…
If pregnant tribal women can do it, then so can we.
6 weeks away until Go-Day. What’s driving me crazy (the most)? Everyone keeps telling me to sit down and take it easy. With all respect, YOU sit down and take it easy. Strangers in the Nordstrom Ladies’ Lounge tell me I shouldn’t be picking up my 23-lb toddler. My mom tells me not to bend…
Never showed a pic like this to anyone: One of my most UNfab traits.
I’ve always marveled at celebrity features in magazines that profile what the latest It-Girl has in her purse. Yeah. Like those are not staged and concocted with neat-and-clean precision and product-placement. I wish I had those same stylists…. You wanna see what’s in my bag? Might as well look in a garbage can. My picture…
A few good reasons to wear a tight white shirt at 8 months preggers in Vegas.
Viva Las Vegas! Booze. Wild sex. Hangovers. All of which I had nothing to do with on this recent trip. It was the most controlled and sober Sin City experience I’ve ever had (and hope to have, for that matter). Thank you, Baby Bump. But I did have lots of fun. Mostly thanks to Hubby,…
Critics Choice Movie Awards 2012: Naked people in my seat & a real after-party at my house.
Last night Hubby and I hung out with George Clooney (ha, kind of) — we attended VH1’s Critics’ Choice Movie Awards (part of my membership perks for being a member of the Broadcast Film Critics Association). I got all gussied up (heels, big hair, too much jewelry). It was exactly what I needed at almost…
