Posts tagged honor warren
Posts tagged honor warren
Looking pretty good, Alba-Warrens, except for Haven’s flyaways. (Get that baby some hairspray.) Honor’s fashion choices are really maturing, although it’s probably time for her to start wearing high heels already.
Aside from Jessica Alba’s slouchy-granny outfit and the messy hair going on, this is pretty good Easter style (if slightly overwhelming with the pastels). Love Honor’s springy take on the color of the year, everyone’s shoes, and the suspicious scowl from Haven, who may be the most surprising ginger in the industry.
Honor Warren thinks she is so cool, but I know all of her clothes are made out of synthetic fabrics. And her hair is a weave.
So I actually don’t think these are the same embarrassing shiny pink leggings that Honor Warren wore four months ago. Which means that Honor Warren has two pairs of embarrassing shiny pink leggings — and that’s two more pairs than anyone should ever have.
First of all, eating outside is gross.
Jessica Alba recently reported that her daughter, Honor Warren, wants to be a “doctor mermaid” when she grows up. That is not a thing. I assume she means she wants to be a mermaid who is also a doctor, and not a doctor who treats mermaid patients, although neither one probably has great career prospects.
At least she’s pretty.
Honor Warren is learning to ride a bike, with training wheels. How adorable. You know, I got my first bicycle when I was her age. Only it wasn’t a bicycle — it was a thoroughbred filly who showed in the Belmont. I call her Princess Beatrice.
I’m looking at these pants on Honor Warren, and I’m actually speechless. I mean, I’m laughing, but there are no words.
Proving once again that she is fearless beyond comprehension, Honor Warren had her picture taken with “Cinderella’s Fairy Godmother” at Tokyo Disney over the weekend.
This is terrifying. A fake face with human hands? Has someone been incepting my nightmares and turning them into theme park characters?
It must be nice to have no worries. Honor probably doesn’t even know how much more famous than her I am.
Oh, no, Honor Warren! Don’t you know being barefoot in a public park is how you get West Nile Virus? Even your baby sister is concerned.
Spoiler alert, Honor Warren. You’re getting a Barbie Power Wheels for Christmas. Power Wheels are for tree-hugging plebeians who love electric cars but can’t afford a Tesla.
There’s been a lot of speculation about what’s on my Christmas list this year. Reports estimate my list tops out at $130,000. While I haven’t actually done the math, that estimate is probably in the ballpark, although the items are totally off the mark. Here’s a better look at what I’m asking “Santa” for this holiday season:
A Clover coffee machine.
A complete set of Lenox china in the Pearl Platinum setting (for the treehouse).
Chanel No. 22 Classic Parfum — stocking stuffer.
Whatever iPhone case Victoria Beckham has.
A miniature horse.
A regular-sized horse.
A Tiffany horseshoe pendant in diamonds and rose gold to wear while riding either horse.
Enough CROX stock so I can burn the company to the ground. (Figuratively.)
The complete series of Mad Men on Blu-Ray, plus a lunch date with Matthew Weiner to discuss my ideas for next season.
I’d like to have a U.S. Senator in my pocket. Preferably not a freshman. Preferably on the Appropriations Committee.
The Missoni for Target bicycle — I don’t know how this became a status symbol, but it did and so I want one.
A long weekend at George Clooney’s villa on Lake Como, including yacht access. Not including Katie Holmes.
Real estate is also always nice, too.
