Check out those sausage arms. She looks like a tiny pink Michelin Man.
I'm sort of coveting the baby onesie. So comfy. Maybe all those ridiculous adult lady-rompers on the Spring runways have merit....
This is what happens when the baby is left alone with one of us in a cafe: She comes out clutching a 1-pound bag of beans and addicted to caffeine. The expression on Naomi's face says, "I could really go for a double soy latte right about now." I feel you, girl.
