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Posts Tagged ‘yummy mummy’


The one where I am turning into the Blobb

I have been feeling a little sluggish of late. Ok, whom am I kidding? I am feeling A LOT sluggish. Blobbish. I am the Blobb. Poke me in the stomach and see the wobbles reaching a 6 on the Richter scale.
This is not about losing weight, or about a late New Year’s resolution. I just [...]

Is it a bird? Is it a thunderbolt? No, it’s Met Mum in her new coat!

This is what happens when you are too eager to keep up with your fashion forward baby daughter. A classic case of being lured into confidence and carried away by the psychological warfare that is used and mastered by Selfridges to sweet-talk you into buy things.

Fashion forward style lessons from my baby daughter

Thanks to Liz at Violet Posy, not only did I make it in time to the Gap to admire Stella McCartney’s cooperation with the high street brand, I even hunted down one of the one-piece sweaters for little L.

Careful ladies, it’s lurking within!

Flipping through the pages of my favourite magazine, I stumbled across an advertisement for Halle Berry’s first scent. A beautiful picture of a beautiful woman. Admittedly, I don’t understand celebrity endorsed perfumes. I mean, who wants to smell like someone else? But what really caught my attention here was the claim:

Yummy Mammy for a day

Yummy Mammy is moving house. Stuck in boxes, bags and the usual chaos that comes with a move. Like: why is the van too small? And: where have all the boxes gone? Or: why on earth do I have so much stuff?  So when YM asked for guest posts on her blog to keep at [...]

The world’s easiest cupcake recipe

The loyal reader might be surprised to find a post like this on Met Mum’s blog – especially as I publicly admitted to be crap at all things housewifish. On said confession, my friend Emily commented: ‘Are you kidding??? You are a kick ass housewife!’ Thank you, Emily, it’s really nice of you to say that, but it just ain’t true. What I indeed do know is when to get my act together and pour all my energy into this one, oh so important event. Such as Big M’s birthday breakfast.