So, I get the new issue of hipmama in the mail today — and I’m paging through, skimming, alighting, and perusing…and right there, on page fucking 30…
is MY IZZY!
Sportin’ a bouffant and slurpin’ on a cherry popsicle, no less.
Lemme tell you, I am one proud lj auntie.
And just remember, Miss Izzy…when you’re a fabulous, famous, tragically hip supermodel struttin’ the catwalks of Paris…don’t forget your Auntie Muffy: she was, after all, the first one to proudly and shamelessly use a picture of your darling naked painted butt as her lj icon.
Much love to you, sweet baby.