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My first and only Stephen Sprouse outfit was bought in 1983, and it made me happy. Shockingly, it was chocolate brown and white (hard to catch me in brown these days). My partner in crime and I fell head over our respective Manolo and Jimmy Choo heels over the new roses scarf, a Louis tribute to Sprouse, and you know what? I am taken back to that carefree feeling I had the first time when I tried on that irresistible outfit. A salute to you, Stephen, your spirit lives in many of us!
Yes, this just in from Alysa's almost frozen Blackberry: the Chicago river downtown. Darlin', please get your business done and hightail it back to your new, toasty apartment. Love, Mom.


Yes, in honor of Jake's birthday, I personally arranged the following: for Charles to be out of town to move Alysa into her apartment, for the freezing rain to bring about a power outage, for the power to go off, for the power to switch back on and for the powerful electrical burning smell to appear with smoke, (and naturally me not having a clue what to do), thus facilitating ta da!!! the opportunity to call the fire department which sent 3 amazing guys out for a photo op with Jake and Victor. And yes, to spend an hour looking for the source, which turned out to be a scorched flatscreen. What a mom won't do to make a memorable birthday...Happy Birthday, Jake!!!!