Sacs Fifth Avenue

Today, we went to the store to do a little Christmas shopping. We were walking through the Boutique section of the store and ladies were staring. I am thinking to myself, Yeah, that's right, my kids are precious! Then, we walked through the shoe department, whispers in the distance, Yeah, that is right, I am too young to have these children, man I look good! Then, we go through the children's department and a little girl starts to giggle, Yeah, you wish you had sisters like these, huh? They are SO FUN! Then, off to the linens department and this total flamin' dude was snickering. I am like, snapping in my head...Yeah, that is right, uh huh, I am wearing designer jeans, pushing a designer stroller. I have a degree in fashion baby, I am smokin'. You should see my house, it is flawlessly decorated, just like your pretty little face, okie dokie? okie dokie? Bella turned around and there it was, perfectly placed in the dead center of her pants, tucked in all nice at the top, dangling low at the bottom.....THIS LITTLE NUMBER.


I have no words people, nothing.