Oh, thank goodness, she’s ugly. She’s so, so ugly.
Ugh, who am I kidding. This baby is beautiful. (Although let’s be honest; she does favor her father, and we’ll see how that works out for her later.)
What really burns me is the method of delivery of these photos, which I refuse to link to.
I spent the week solidifying Aspen loyalties — and not just the ski town. I locked down the Aspen Institute, as well, and let me tell you, it was a hard bargain with Walter Isaacson. I did not give him the rights to my authorized biography lightly.
I had no idea I needed to be shoring up support here at Tumblr. I thought we had an agreement.
One thing’s for sure — I’ve always had better hair.
