Outside an apartment building in Washington, DC [Wednesday evening]
Rory was bundled in an adorable pea coat and a warm knit hat, and sensible -- yet fashionable -- knee-high boots.
She was nothing compared to her daughter, though, who she'd carried outside after carefully bundling the baby in what had once been a cute, if absurdly puffy pink snowsuit. Then Grandma Lorelai and her Bedazzler had gotten ahold of it. Now it sported quite a few sequins.
Juliet seemed to like it, though, as she spent a few minutes attempting with some difficulty to pull on her mother's hair while wearing wee baby mittens. Rory, meanwhile, was staring in horror at the traffic. "For god's sake, people, if you can't drive in snow, don't go outside. Good job. Now you're stuck in the middle of the street."
[for the fake husband!]
She was nothing compared to her daughter, though, who she'd carried outside after carefully bundling the baby in what had once been a cute, if absurdly puffy pink snowsuit. Then Grandma Lorelai and her Bedazzler had gotten ahold of it. Now it sported quite a few sequins.
Juliet seemed to like it, though, as she spent a few minutes attempting with some difficulty to pull on her mother's hair while wearing wee baby mittens. Rory, meanwhile, was staring in horror at the traffic. "For god's sake, people, if you can't drive in snow, don't go outside. Good job. Now you're stuck in the middle of the street."
[for the fake husband!]