Thursday, October 30, 2008

La Fashion Victime

This Mommy Profile was inspired by my mommy neighbor, the Logo Lolita.
Maman du Jour: La Fashion Victime
Natural habitat: American mom living in London, but gave up her 6-bedroom Mayfair digs to follow her banker husband running from the recession. Refers to self as “economic refugee”.
Hangouts: Starbucks, La Durée, and outdated Parisian hot spots from her junior year abroad.
Uniform: Blinged-out designer billboard. Handbag by Prada, sunglasses by Gucci, jeans by Dolce & Gabbana, ballerina flats by Chanel, T-shirt by Dior and underwear by La Perla. Pretension by fear of looking like an American soccer mom.
How to spot her: Besides the ginormous diamond solitaire ring and studs, necklace and tennis bracelet, she's got buttery blond hair, a personal-trainer toned bod, and at least 4 prominent designer logos visible at any given time. Oh, and don't forget the diamond encrusted Bulgari watch for Monday, Cartier Ballon Bleu for Tuesday,  Dior for Wednesday, diamond encrusted Rolex for Thursday. Rotate.
Raison dEtre: See and be seen.
Profession: Trophy wife.
Vacations: Palm Beach (a swank second home complete with year-round staff), and whatever hotspot is de riguer for keeping up with Monsieur et Madame Dupont (Capri, South Africa, Croatia...).

Children’s names: Boys – Philip Bowden Walker V (nickname: Trey), William, Alexander; Girls– Lulu, Eleanor, Isabel registered & protected

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Like La Mom's New Blog Banner?

It's so much better than the old one I was using.

Merci beaucoup to my BFF in Hometown, USA for designing La Mom's cool new blog banner! She gave my blog a new look & feel and I'm touched she helped me with this.
By the way, if you are ever in need of an event planner or custom made invites/announcements/etc, drop me an email at and I'll give you her contact details. She does great work!

Monday, October 27, 2008

She Got Two Teef

Thank goodness Big Fry knows who he speaks English or French with otherwise Thursday afternoon could have been very embarrassing for moi!

We arrived at Big Fry's school and as we were waiting for the gates to open I struck up a conversation with the grandmotherly looking nanny of one of the boys. Big Fry starts staring at her face and then asks me loudly, "Mommy, why the lady got two teef (teeth)? She got two teef (teeth) like Small Fry."

Assuming the lady spoke only French, I broke out into a cold sweat anyway hoping she didn't understand what my son just said. Whew! Gotta be careful because you just never know who speaks English in this town. A lot of people do when you think they don't. For example...

A few days before Big Fry started his new Catholic school, I was there to buy him an art smock. One woman was trying to sell smocks to at least 50 parents. It was one big clusterf***.
(Sidebar: I love this word! It makes me feel so much lighter after I use it. In fact, if you ask me what word describes this stage in my life I'd have to say that word does. I can't go to the potty without the French Fries following me like they are missing a party in there and I can't take a shower without them peeping in on me either).

So I muttered under my breath, "What a clusterf***" (I know, I know, La MOM should go straight to the naughty corner for using this naughty word in a Catholic school). The dad next to me said, "Oh, so you're American too."

How embarrassing! I learned my lesson though.

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