so true...the only silent pleasure I had when my Dad's new weeeef fell preggers (twice) was that she got fat...but when she started feeding the darling guzzlers she shrunk in size like a golden globe grape to an SAD raisin or ...like an egg when you try to make scramble (...not the most poetic of analogies...but the woman got small!) and it was NOT fair!
Ha Ha! Perfect analogy Fashionista.
Hello from Lexington, KY. Love your work and your blog!
Bwahaha. You know what? I think I might actually use this line on my friends with babies. I wonder what their reactions would be.
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