My dad just got back from Paris, bringing with him a chic fall wardrobe for Tiny G. He discovered a store called Alice à Paris, and mon dieu, did Tiny G clean up with several chemises bretonnes (tunics), some trousers, swimming trunks and the most incredible gabardine coat:
Tiny G’s parents are really going to have to step up their game if they’re going to be seen out and about with this petit garçon. Say “merci, Papi!”
This weekend Tiny G and I hit Abbot Kinney to meet Tiny G’s doppelgänger HRM and his mom, Andrea, for brunch at Gjelina. First off, the staff there is the bomb. Couldn’t be friendlier, and Tiny G definitely had eyes for ladies at the front of the house. I had eyes for the chickpea stew with Israeli couscous, spiced yogurt and harissa:
Though, seriously, get a load of what Andrea ordered. La Quercia speck with fried eggs, arugula and lemon. Next time I am all over it:
After a couple of mimosas we stopped in next door at Parker Pettit, where Tiny G picked up some Yo My Booties blue suede moccasins like his friend HRM was wearing:
And then we walked down to see my friend Andy, who is the “A” in the A+R Store, which was hopping! I am slightly obsessed with this porcelain Wellington boot vase I saw there from Czech designer Maxim Velčovský. Do I need one??? I think maybe yes…
Calling all moms, if you’re not already a member of HauteLook.com (where fashion, beauty and design labels sell current merch direct to customers at up to 75% off), this might be the sale that hooks you. Over the next few days HauteLook is catering to the tiniest of customers with baby chic from Feather Baby, Dwell Studio Kids, Liz Lange, Tokidoki and more. The Dwell & Tokidoki just went up on sale a few moments ago…
On Sunday night we had the best dinner with friends. Amy’s shrimp dish was incredible as was Adam’s homemade ice cream made with vanilla beans that Kathleen had brought back from Moorea, as were William’s wine selections (more on all of that later this week), but there was another shrimp who was the toast of the night, and that was Tiny G. He was rocking some chocolate brown angora slippers that his aunt Stefanie sent him from New York. Ironically enough they’re made right here in L.A. by a company called Yo My Booties in Venice. They’re available in a delicious range of colors—and look, there’s a food theme with the colors: cotton candy, blueberry, lime, pumpkin, cream, chocolate! I wish they came in adult sizes because not only are they incredibly soft but chic beyond belief. So is their, ahem, $50 price tag. (Stefanie!!!!)
Yo My Bootie chocolate angora slipper
This morning Tiny G heads with his daddy to the Pasadena Rose Bowl Aquatic Center for his first-ever swim lesson! There were a couple of requirements for the class: (1) Swim diapers – Tiny will be wearing Pampers Splashers in a Sesame Street pattern. (2) Swim trunks – Tiny is going with a pair of Patagonia Baby Baggies in the Lions, Tigers & Rhinos pattern. Oh, boy! (3) Sun hat – Naturally he has a matching Lions, Tigers & Rhinos hat to go with.
After two lovely weeks at home with our baby boy, going back to work tomorrow is going to be really hard! Especially when he looks SO CUTE in this Petit Bateau Terry Crawler with “bonne nuit” printed on the bum 
that his fashionable godmother brought back for him from Paris, where she was reviewing the Spring 09 runway shows last October. Tiny G, as he’s known, lives in these terry cloth onesies. They’re pretty spendy at $35 a pop, which most moms will tell you is an absurd amount of money to spend on something that will be subjected repeatedly to heavy-duty slobber, spit-up and…stuff. However, these same moms will be the first to jump for joy when they receive as a gift. (They will also stop by Flicka on Larchmont every so often and pretend they’re going to buy one for a friend’s baby but end up putting it on their own.) But besides being irresistibly cute, the terry cloth is really durable, washes well and the snap opening at the back makes changing diapers a, well, snap.
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