After months of telling my friend Kateri,"No,no,no,no," I let her go ahead and throw me a shower.The ground rules: 1.There can be no lame games.2.It has to be in NYC and not some lame banquette hall in NJ with white-gloved waiters.3.No bunny or bear-clad baby clothing.
So this past Sunday,I threw on a tunic,tied my hair up in a loose bun and drove into Manhattan.The place: Spring Street Natural in Soho.The time: 2:00.My mood: Excited.They have a great chopped salad.
As I entered I saw something in the corner of my eye.Blue-and-white balloons—bitches decorated!They even had cute,little candy bars and itty-bitty boxes filled with champagne truffles.Brunchers stared a bit (I pretended not at my bump,but at my Gucci bag circa 1980).
After we ordered (mimosa,extra juice for me),the games I had forbidden ensued.Kateri whipped out a bag of baby diapers.They were filled with smothered chocolate that looked like dog poop."I saw it onThe Girls Next Door!" she enthused.We attempted to Play Tick-Tack Baby but really didn't know how.Kateri also force-fed us baby food and made us,"Guess the food,guys!"
After we ate,I opened my presents.I got sinfully cute baby things.Lauren and Claire made me a Jack D's Badass Baby Kit.It was filled with "essentials" like a "Cruising For Chicks" and "NYC Bad Boy" onesies;three CDs (lullaby renditions by: Coldplay,Nirvana and The Beatles);and,I'm not sure what is better-the custom-made motorcycle jacket fit for a six-year-old (Lauren swears he'll grow into it) or the Jack Daniels (Claire says it's for his gums when he is teething and not for me when I am panicking).
Tanika got me the cutest clothes from LA's Kitson Kids and the bookUrban Babies Wear Blackby Michelle Sinclair Colman.Her real gift?Flying in from LA!
So,now,your turn—what fun things did you get at your shower?Or what fun 20-something essentials did you just buy for yourself?