Mario Badescu

Genevieve: Have you lost weight or done something different to your face?

Moi: (head whips around in a 'glimmer of hope' knee jerk reaction at the mention of weight loss) Ahhh, no. I've been eating like a pig and my skin's been a nightmare since doing IVF.

Genevieve: Well your face looks really good. Maybe it's that your skin looks really supple.

Moi: dingdingding!!! It must be my new Mario Badescu products! (chorus breaks out) Haaallelujaaah...

I was actually going to wait til I had given the line a legitimate test drive before posting about them but, "supple" was all the ringing endorsement I needed...



Merci Martha and Oprah! Mere minutes after both claiming the line as your fav I had Mario Badescu's skin care analysis questionnaire filled out and samples en route. Now, if I had known the products would also make me appear thinner, it would've been more like mere seconds...

Kindness of my sister Genevieve for using all the best adjectives. I can NOT wait til it's time to wash my supple face again...XXOO

The Shingle's Back Up

Maxminimus asked me why I didn't stay in NYC with Babe during the week. Ummm, cuz I'd be fat and he'd be broke. Plus, I have the Ti-Babes at home to care for. Yes, I am one of those people. Insert eye roll...

Yesterday our li'l Prince (pronounced Preeeuuunce) had to be put under for a proper teeth cleaning. Mummy M.D. and Lolly R.N. rehung the shingle and prepared post op care at the beach house during the procedure while Daddy dispensed calls to each of us throughout the morning trying to allay our fears and anxieties...

Everything went very well at the vet but, it takes about 24 hours for the anesthesia to fully wear off. Thus, the Halloween eyes and Floppy Baby Syndrome...

This was Lolly's first nursing gig and she impressed us all with her high level of care...

Never leaving her patients side throughout...

Meanwhile my job was to dole out tons of kisses especially on the sad, shaved I.V. site...

And, sure enough, 24 hours later our boy started to feel and look more like his old self...

We knew so when those gorgeous blue eyes reappeared...

And, the medical team is now enjoying a respite after pulling a long, nerve wracking shift...

Kindness of the other staff at Oceanview Animal Hospital, especially Dr. Brunori, for taking such good care of our li'l patient. Pilgie is thrilled to have reclaimed his celebrikitty status that he once held at his old vet in C'ville. Who said good looks don't open doors? XXOO

For any lucky duckies in the Palm Beach area today, Stationer On Sunrise is hosting a Preppy Cards and KEP Designs trunk show at the above address. Pshaw, as if just being in Palm Beach didn't make you lucky enough...XXOO

Double Boilers And Other Life Changing Decisions

In the past weeks I've had to borrow a double boiler and a roasting pan from my parents so, I decided to add both to my cookware repertoire. Golly daymus I didn't know I was gonna loose so many brain cells in the process...

I thought I'd go to the Williams-Sonoma site, find my All-Clad component, and report back to the Santas in my life. Little did I know I'd be sweating bullets over all the choices. There's this one...

Or this one with a copper core. But, then if I'm gonna add a li'l copper to the mix...

Should I go all the way and add the wee more expensive step sister to my stainless lineup?

Or, keep things simple and just get this insert that will work with the saucepan I already own? Gee, considering the price points, I wonder which one Babe will be calling in his vote for?

After dealing with the double boiler life altering decision for a week now, I logged on again already dreading the outcome of my "All-Clad roasting pan" search. Now, if the choices were just between this one...

And this one, I could cope...

But, All-Clad, ya had to go and throw in this additional, sliiightly different, option. Oh my Lord and Taylor! I'm not even a that great of a cook...

Kindness of All-Clad for taking into consideration certain detail oriented Myers-Briggs personality types, such as myself, that loose sleep over such small decisions. We ISFJ's are interested in maintaining order and harmony in every aspect of our lives, including cookware...XXOO

A special merci to Kim Nisbet for adding the "oh my Lord and Taylor" to my repertoire. I am getting mooore mileage outta that phrase...XXOO

Club Gypset

I foresee a inflection point in my veeery near future that will have me ending up either a Chanel clad dowager or a too tan caftan wearin shut in...

Considering my current infatuation with the Mignot sisters of Gypset fame, there's a good chance I'm destined for the later...

They'll find me elbows deep in Hermes bangles and wearing the sisters interpretation of the traditional Mexican wedding dress. Some say wedding dress, I say every day Fenwick Island post P90Xhaustion attire...

And, I know I only packed up the bikinis mere days ago, sniffle sniffle, but I am already fantasizing about next years li'l Pucci numbers paired with the sister's Divine Tahitian black pearl necklace...

The exceptions to the "pearls with everything but a swimsuit" rule...

According to Gypset, the black pearls strung with leather "are a secret sign of belonging, sort of like a kabbalah string or a gang tattoo". Ummm, where do I sign over my first born? If Maxminimus won't let me into his all male Masons I've gotta have somewhere to turn...

Now, if anyone out there knows where to find the Mignot sister's tie-dyed miniskirts, I'm all ears. Make that, all ears AND charge swipe hand...

Kindness of Jules Reid for turning me on to the Gypset bible. 'Twas kinda like stumbling upon the Dead Sea Scrolls for jet setting Mrs. Roper wannabees...XXOO

Now That's What I Call A Goody Bag...

She's the Eloise for us dysfunctional grownup girls...

If you swap out the brown loafers for Belgians, her closet could nearly pass for mine...

And, I think dressing as Margot Tenenbaum for Halloween is pure geeeniousss, ranking right up there with Little Edie Beale (both requiring Hermes accessories, natch)...

This dress, a red hair pin (in my soon to be Brazilian blownout bob), enough black eyeliner to shame a Whitesnake video, Birkin bag for all my treaties (wishful thinking), Nana's mink, a ciggy and I'd be good to go...

And, for all the other days of the year there's this to play with...

Although, does one really need a Halloween excuse to dress as Margot? Pshaw, I think I just mentally packed my T. Anthony for Paris...

Kindness of Ali Culver for the idea, the dress AND the paper doll links. Of all the finds you've sent my way Ali this one takes the cake. Dare I say, even trumping the fabulous oyster belt? XXOO

Annnd The Rest Of The Wish List Story...

Million dollar bath linens are one thing...

But, if Babe caught me bringing just one more organizational box or basket into our home I'd find myself in divorce court faster than you could say adieuHermesgravytrain...

So, these orange beauties will have to wait til sombody's all curled up in Business Class and crossing into a different time zone...

I've been lusting after one of John Derian's Handmade Moroccan Pouf's ever since aide-de-camp Lizzie and the bff Kimba got theirs...

And, although I'm leaning towards the fuchsia for the guest bedroom, I'm torn cuz this navy would be a smidge more versatile, i.e., Babe saleable...

But, I'd give them ALLLLL up for an Omersa leather footstool...

They rank right up there alongside the Cartier tank watch for longest running lust item on my list...

Think Abercrombie and Fitch pre cologne soaked tweenagers...

Yup. That long...

Kindness of Let the Tide blog for reminding me of my coveted leather ottoman. Got any tips EAS on how to convince Babe this is what HE wants for Christmas??? XXOO

Towelgate

Babe: Baaaabe...whaaat is this $$$ charge at The Monogram Shop in East Hampton???

Moi: (breaking out in a full sweat of panic) um, um, um (gulp) Ahhh, it's for the monogrammed bathroom linens I ordered bu..bu..but, theylosttheordersoithasn'tbeenplaced (yet).

Babe: good thing cuz we don't need $$$ in new bathroom linens so just make sure we are credited.

Moi: crickets chipping...

Wellllll, while 'twas true they lost the order, 'twas not true that I had the discipline to not replace it...

But, honor thy husband and all...

So, I reduced it by half...

I guess I can live with just one bathroom outfitted in schmancy linens...

What's that Lolly? You really appreciate the new rug? Me too Lolls, me too...

Let's see if we can't use our womanly wiles and double team Daddy to get our way for the guest bath as well...

Kindness of Babe for not getting mad at us for Towelgate. We really appreciate how hard you work and are only trying to give you some well deserved luxury during your few days home each week. Now. Just imagine yourself wrapped in an Hermes horse blanket while watching Sunday football...XXOO

Verticals And Other Sins Of The Beach House

Ole Maxminimus is fond of taunting me with the occasional vertical blind picture text in reference to our beach house rental's decor. Or lack there of...

Now, Babe has made me sweeear on a stack of bibles that I will not sink any funds into what is a temporary living situation for us but, there are some sins that I just can not overlook. One of them being these 30 year old bar stools with the peek-a-boo foam...

What I'd really like are a couple of these...

Tossing in four of these for the dining table while we're at it...

Buuut, since there's a looming trip to Paris on the horizon, I've been toeing the line. So, instead I pulled a Martha with one of our retired cowhide rugs...

One old rug, 24 hours, and a mere $50 later et voilà...

Not quite the look I would aspire to...

But, much better. And, all's still quiet on the Parisienne front if ya get my drift...

Kindness of a certain Belgian shod gorilla texter who will kindly refrain from sending me pictures of carpet remnants after spying the above photos. You know how I ignore those heinous stains? I walk out my front door and onto the beach...XXOO