sweater: ann taylor | shirt: j. crew | denim : old navy | shoes: elie tahari | watch: michael kors | bracelet: apricot lane | necklace: f21
I've been trying to be pretty good about what I eat throughout this pregnancy (*ahem* with the exception of my daily intake of dessert). I really haven't had any "got- to- have-it" cravings, but after dreaming about cinna-stack french toast and belgium waffles for the past few days I figured I should pay good ole IHOP a visit. And so as soon as my sweet husband opened his pretty little eyes on Sunday morning the first words out of my mouth were "Let's go to IHOP!" And off to IHOP we went. While I would have loved to indulge in both the french toast and the waffle, I retained some sort of dignity and only ordered the french toast. That stuff is heaven on earth I tell you. Forget that it's probably a one way road to diabetes. It's good. Real good. I brought the rest of it home and we've been bonding. Ya know, nothing is better than quick one-on-one times with leftovers.