Showing posts with label book. Show all posts
Showing posts with label book. Show all posts

Monday, December 19, 2011

Saturday, December 10, 2011

EWP Gift Guide 2011: Cupcake Diaries

For your baker friends and family members, just a little encouragement to make some more baked goods for you :)

Amazon.com, $16.31

Friday, January 7, 2011

BabyWP Actually Wears Stuart Weitzmans

Contrary to her name, BabyWP will not be wearing Prada. Even I'm not that ridiculous. But she will be reading Prada. I received this book from a friend and just died. I had no idea it existed but I am totally in love.

It has little nursery rhymes for the EWP set.
And yes, I want to be the young woman who lived in her Choos. Sounds like a great plan to me!

Although BabyWP will not be wearing Prada, she will be wearing Stuart Weitzmans.

How cute are these?? And no, I did not buy them. They were a gift.


But let's be honest, had I known they existed I probably would have bought them.

BabyWP may have more fabulous shoes than I do now!

Thursday, December 2, 2010

EWP Gift Guide: Amazon Kindle

I like to call it the gift that keeps on giving. The Amazon Kindle is any reader's dream gadget. And even will make a reader out of a non-reader. I swear in all the time I've known Mr. EWP, I maybe saw him read 3 books, but as soon as I got my Kindle, he was always stealing it and reading my books. So I thought it was high time to get him his own, and he has not put it down in months. And the fun part of a Kindle, buy multiple on the same account like I did and all the books each person orders are available on all the Kindles on the account, so we can share books without actually handing our Kindle to the other person.

Stores 3,500 books, weighs less than a paperback, and is so freaking small it can be thrown in any purse and taken on the go. And, my personal favorite feature, it is NOT backlit (computers/phones/ipads, etc. are backlit). Back lighting is a huge strain on your eyes and reading a book that is backlit really can cause some damage on your peepers, but without backlighting, read away like you would any regular book. And with the 3G Kindle, you can download books ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD. Never again will you lug 6 books with you on an international trip, just grab your kindle and you are all set. It's seriously amazing.

Y'all, I'm telling you, my Kindle may be the best thing that's ever happened to me. Don't tell my hubs. Actually, I'm sure Mr. EWP would understand, he really loves his Kindle too.

Buy one immediately. For yourself. For your brother. For your dog. Everyone needs one.

@Also available in white.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

EWP Giveaway: Victoria Beckham's "That Extra Half an Inch"

I've been doing some cleaning up to make room for BabyWP. The second bedroom has been a storage, junk room for the last year and we have to somehow turn it into a nursery. Which means getting rid of a lot of things.

As I was cleaning up, I ran across the wondrous book: That Extra Half an Inch by my favorite fashionista Victoria Beckham. It's a great book full of advice on tops, shoes, jeans, bags, everything. Sure, some of it is not useful as it references British brands, but the advice is great nonetheless.
And because I hate something great go to waste, I'm giving away this great book to one of you.

All you have to do is leave a comment saying.... I dunno, whatever you feel like. haha, sorry, I'm not creative today.

One entry per person. Please leave an email to contact you by if I don't have one. Winner will be announced at some point.

xoxo,
EWP

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Well, That Was a Bust

You may know him as Tim Gunn, but around my house we call him Uncle Tim. And by "we" I mean "me." Why Uncle Tim? I don't know, I guess I just decided he was so very fabulous, that we just had to be related somehow.

Uncle Tim was coming to Chicago last night for a book signing and I was pretty excited. We all know how wonderful our last encounter was where he told me I was fabulous and all my dreams came true. I needed a little more Tim Gunn love. I had to go.

Only problem, my maternity wardrobe isn't exactly what I would call fabulous. Sure it's cute for the most part, but no real head turners in there. It took all my creative genius to come up with an outfit for Fashion's Night Out on Friday. But here I was 3 days later, in need of another fabulous outfit. And it was ridiculously hot out, there would be no pretending I could get away with boots, so no just repeating what I wore Friday night.

In the end I wore an olive brown shirt dress, adorable beige headband, and the "EWP Favorite Things" nude Louboutins. And with a little extra time saved for makeup, I applie the perfect subtle eye, with just a hint of bronze to really rock these almond eyes. In a word, I was pretty hot for a pregnant lady. I envisioned Uncle Tim seeing me with my belly and my 5 inch heels and exclaiming how fabulous I was. It would be love at first sighting of high heels.

And then we got there. Over an hour before the signing. And Borders had run out of the book. After some phone calls we learned that so had the other Borders. And the Barnes & Noble. We had run out of book store options in the city. There would be no book for us to get signed.

And what totally baffled me about this was:
1) There were, tops, 75 people there. Borders seriously didn't carry more than 50 books???! For a signing? On Michigan Avenue? With Tim Gunn??? It seemed like the worst planning in history.

2) I looked around the women waiting and was utterly floored by what I saw. Many, many 50+ year old, completely overweight women, wearing mom jeans and sneakers. As they clutched Tim Gunn's book to their sagging, unsupported bosoms and sweatshirts, I thought to myself "You have never heard a word TG has said. Or even read a word of that book you're holding. And if you have, then you have no idea how to apply it to your life. Please leave." It was a really shocking look at chubby gross middle America. People I'd expect to see at an amusement park. Not a book signing for Tim Gunn.

But since we had no books for him to sign, it didn't make much sense to stand around (in 5 inch heels) for the next hour, just to not meet Uncle Tim at all. So we left. So sad.