Model Behavior

This past Sunday I was attempting to languish in an old and lavish pastime from my youth I like to call, “reading magazines.”

When I was younger, my mom and I would spend entire afternoons laying around the living room.  And my dad would always come in covered in dirt and debris and the smell that can only be described as “Chainsaw Dad” and say, “Are you two just reeeeeading maaaagazines?”  And of course we’d melodramatically mock his disdain for such frivolous leisure (pronounced lezjher) so as to drive him swiftly and permanently from the room.   We still savor any opportunity for nostalgic reenactments of our melodramatic magazine reading.  I especially relish my signature teenage eye roll…

So this weekend I curled up for about 3.5 seconds before You-Know-Who’s up in my grill, trying to get in on the latest J Crew catalog.  It just so happens that their most recent photo shoot was in Africa and so the wild animals had the unfortunate side effect of attracting unwelcome preschoolers.

“Oh, that’s the mommy elephant and that’s her baby.”

“Mmmmm.”  (The “mommy” is huge and looks like a daddy to me, but I’m not going to argue this point… I need a new pair of black flats.)

“Mom, is she a doctor?”

He’s referring to the beautiful Ethiopian model, Liya Kebede.

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Picture credit: J Crew

First there was the bunk bed conversation several months back that if men work really, really hard, they too can be doctors.  And now this… clearly, we’re doing one thing right.

OK, OK… and perhaps Doc McStuffins deserves a smidge of credit (accompanied by a bit of melodramatic inaudible Queen Elizabeth clapping).

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