She Surprised Our Housekeeper!
If that line is ever in a post, you have too much money. Period.
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I recently found this other blog, the blog of a woman who wanted something exciting in her life, something new. She called it, Baby. So, she went out to China and got one. I am positive she loves this Baby, but I wonder if it's like a big dress up dolly pet to her instead of a daughter. Baby only wears big, pouffy dresses and pink headbands. The Baby, she is beautiful. But mama, takes a lot of weird pictures holding Baby whilst wearing perfect make up and having perfectly coiffed hair. It's weird. It creeps me out. It just feels like, "Hmmmm, you know honey, I'm bored of shopping this week. Let's go get us a pet! No! Something that wears dresses! And little shoes! A baby! Let's get a baby!"
They named Baby before they ever saw her. That is weird to me. They picked a name and no matter what that child's real name was, they supplanted it without ever knowing her.
I am, however, totally jealous of Baby's bedroom.
Here , read it for yourselves. Mostly, I'm really nice. Mostly. But, am I just being bitchy and judgy? Because I do that. Sometimes.
Oh, you'd like some context?
I recently found this other blog, the blog of a woman who wanted something exciting in her life, something new. She called it, Baby. So, she went out to China and got one. I am positive she loves this Baby, but I wonder if it's like a big dress up dolly pet to her instead of a daughter. Baby only wears big, pouffy dresses and pink headbands. The Baby, she is beautiful. But mama, takes a lot of weird pictures holding Baby whilst wearing perfect make up and having perfectly coiffed hair. It's weird. It creeps me out. It just feels like, "Hmmmm, you know honey, I'm bored of shopping this week. Let's go get us a pet! No! Something that wears dresses! And little shoes! A baby! Let's get a baby!"
They named Baby before they ever saw her. That is weird to me. They picked a name and no matter what that child's real name was, they supplanted it without ever knowing her.
I am, however, totally jealous of Baby's bedroom.
Here , read it for yourselves. Mostly, I'm really nice. Mostly. But, am I just being bitchy and judgy? Because I do that. Sometimes.
posted by Sugared Harpy at 9:54 PM
10 Comments:
I'm with ya!
odd, very odd. It's all sunshine and roses, Life with Baby is. I bet that's EXACTLY the truth.
Your writing amuses me. Go forth and write more. :)
John Stamos. Ewww.
Did you see the pictures of her "unfurnished ballroom"? I have that same problem with my own ballroom... how DO you furnish a ballroom?
Don't judge me because my 80's hearthrob quiz chose John Stamos! I didn't know it was going to do that! :)
I wanna be her baby too!
I DID notice the unfurnished ballroom! Honestly, I would have begun adding the Louis XVI furnishings by now. Perhaps a lovely Degas or four to grace the walls. My ballroom is totally ready for any weird headband and lipstick pose with Baby. Reality at its best.
And John Stamos, totally cute.
Maybe she just needs to stop by her local IKEA. Surely they have a ballroom decorating section.
no--she's freaky (the mother). and of course the baby is perfect. what would the parents do if suddenly she weren't? take her back?
i am so with you. and i have been noticing this designer baby fad too--and it's very complicated on lots of levels.
take angelina jolie . . .
Yes, the designer baby fad. That's it! Ick, I can't imagine what they would do if she wasn't perfect. Poor thing, she'll have all the pretties in the world but she's going to have to remain perfect forever.
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