That’s what the hubs is going to be when he meets this girl tonight:
Flowy hair. Batting eyes. Flawless skin. Room brightening smile. Plus, the chic can cook. And writes books. Should I go on, or do you get the picture?
Between this event and the backless chaps we experienced at the Power and Light district on Saturday night, I’m pondering if he’ll return.
What? No takers for yoga pant wearing, size 14, makeup-free, spit up wearing, blog writing, undomestic goddess?
Yeah, I wouldn’t blame him either. But one thing I’ve got on Giada…ten years of shared idiosyncrasies and a whole lot of love for each of them. Put that in your skillet and cook it.