Who Wore it better?

 

Sometimes on the red carpet two or more people are caught wearing the same thing (gasp!). Inevitably the discussion quickly turns to "who wore it better?"

This question came up recently when Gwen found a new hat, and we need your help.

So who wore it better? 

 

Tell us in the comments.

Talladega Afternoons

Chris heard tattoos make you look tougher.

 

Would you rather go to Talladega or Eastaboga? Us too!

 

Blending in with the crowd.

 

Even Sarah went a little crazy.

 

 Lucy protested the whole activity by bringing along "The History of the World" and refusing to look up even once.

It was so, so loud.

 

Hey there, tiger.

 

Lucy's 9th birthday was pretty epic.  We had 10 girls, all running around in Rachel's supercool handcrafted t-shirts, performing feats of strength and having in-depth discussions about some of the finer points of Greek mythology.  The premise of the Percy Jackson books, for those of you who don't know, is that the gods still occasionally have children with mortals, just like they used to do back when.  Those kids don't fit in so well in public school and end up at Camp Half Blood.  I have to say that our Camp Half Blood was pretty heroic, especially the mallet vs. sword capture-the-flag showdown.  Some of my favorite quotes from the girls:

"Nectar rocks!"

Hana: I want to be a daughter of Hestia.
Lucy: Are you crazy?  Hestia didn't have children! (That's true- I googled it.)

"Who is Demeter's father again?"  "Umm....I think it was Cronos."  (Also true.)

Me: Lucy! Isabelle!  Stop hitting each other so hard with those cardboard swords!
Isabelle:  Sorry, we're both daughters of Athena...I'll just leave it at that!

We had a great trip to Charleston, thanks to Rachel.  Here are a few photos to prove it...

ViV

Happy Birthday !

Well, what would YOU do if your daughter asked YOU?

At the library today, I stopped by the graphic novels section.  I've been checking them out for Lucy, and she's read some pretty cool stuff that would otherwise have been too hard for her.  For example, she was riveted by The Odyssey, and she's read some Shakespeare and some Jules Verne.  Today however, the shelf was empty, except for this:



I was frozen, completely stumped.  Here is a fairly literal transcript of my mental conversation with myself.  I felt like Tevye, in the Fiddler on the Roof:

on the one hand...Nancy Drew, Vampire Slayer?! How awesome is that?
on the other hand...Nancy Drew, Vampire Slayer? That's completely ridiculous.
on the other hand...Lucy would LOVE it.
on the other hand...no way does my daughter need gateway drug vampire fiction.
on the other hand...I want to read it.
on the other hand...Lucy is 9. See above comment about vampire fiction.
on the other hand...I wonder what Ned looks like? Is that him on the cover?
on the other hand...no way do I want this on my permanent library record
on the other hand...this is just the tween version of Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, right?
on the other hand...Lucy is 9.
on the other hand....

NO!  There IS no other hand!

I left it on the shelf.  But aren't you just a little curious?

Surfin USA

Theo and our friend Jeff surfing the wave behind the boat.  No rope!