After a weekend of being sick and feeling sorry for myself, while simultaneously watching every single show that Food Network has to offer - even the crappy ones with that annoying host sporting a porcupine hairdo - I have decided that in my next life, I want to be Giada De Laurentiis.
She seems so happy and nice and shiny, like the kind of girl that shaves her legs every single day and never forgets to wash her face before going to bed. She probably never gets depressed and stays in bed all day, eating bright orange macaroni and cheese directly from the microwavable container that it came in. And most magical of all, she makes it seem completely possible that, just like her, I can whip up a homemade mushroom parmesan-topped tart simply with the ingredients I have on hand in my fridge.
14 years ago
