For some reason she's always caught my aesthetic eye. There are models more beautiful, more creative, more involved in the world, more whatever- but she is one of the few models I know by name, because ever since I saw her in Vogue years back I couldn't stop lookin. She's got the hair I model my own after, color and wave. Something about her look immediately appealed to me as the apex of the very look I partly have and partly attempt to cultivate- light makeup, smallish eyes with fine bone structure, slight freckles, wavy light brown/blondish hair, jeans and a cute tee with flats or cute boots, great sunglasses and a shitload of confidence. And now, she's got this little guy she brought into the world like some mad superwoman, with apparently a Mary Poppins kind of ' now then, let's do what is perfectly natural to do ' kind of practicality to the process of labor and birthing that boggles my mind ( after doing it twice au natural I still have to say...OUCH HOT DAMN THAT HURTS! ), and is nursing and Mommying him in a way I recognize as my own- without the million bucks and the football famous husband. Anyway, I dig her. Crush.ps
why am i cursing so much?
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i don't know
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maybe it's the pregnancy hormones?
let's go with that.
