Who let the dogs out?

People often ask when the Mr. and I are going to expand our tribe.

I'm not quite ready to get knocked up again, but I will let you all know when those feelings shift.

I have always been a dog person, but the desire to actually own one subsided somewhere around the time I became preggers, or ordered our couches.

My feelings are slightly changing.

And leave it to me to want the priciest dog ev-ah.

Oh, I love all dogs (okay, not a huge fan of the standard poodle-to be honest they scare the bleep out of me). And I would love to be the Angelina Jolie of dogs and take every one of them home when I visit a shelter. But I still want that flipping frenchie.

So sue me.

Because I haven't been busy enough....

I decided to give this recipe a try.

I'm glad I did.

They are cute little gifts to have on hand in case someone unexpected comes over.

Like the plumber.

More on that later.

It's no lie....

All he wants for Christmas is his two front teeth.

Or bottom.

Whatever-we're not picky.

I Gina, Take thee Christophe

You know that old saying, "if you love it so much why don't you marry it"?

I do.

I am going to change my last name to Decarnin.

Don't worry, the hubby will totally be in support. It's my only way "in" you see.

I am beyond (my new gina-ism) with Christophe's latest for Balmain. It's like Mad Max meets Kate Moss!!!!

I would wear the entire collection.

Even at 5 1", I don't care!

The name change is in the hopes that if master Decarnin ever googled his last name, and he found me, he might just take pitty on a midwestern stay-at-home-mamma, and donate!!

Brilliant isn't it?

A warm and fuzzy feeling....

It was 50 degrees here yesterday.

Perfect for taking a cranky, teething one year old to the Plaza for some shopping.

As I was running out the door, I felt this get up was a bit too blah, so I threw on a mustard yellow knit hat.

Use your imagination.

Touchy-Feel-y

I do love the new Lonny magazine, and I think it has filled a hole in my heart since Domino went bye-bye.

However, I really wish it was something I could flip through, and dog ear, and wrestle from my kid so he doesn't tear the pages.

B is for......

Beyond.

Words, that is.

My obsession for the Balmain studded heels has been replaced with the beaded tribal version for Spring 2010.

These would be perfect for a nice spring walk in the park with Add, don't you agree?