I couldn't wait to look at someone who shared my genes. I thought my baby was going to provide a decoder key to my past. But then I looked at Pippa and realized no she's actually the key to my future.
Before you're a mom you don't know what gear is going to be relevant.
I always felt like my future was at stake every time I stepped on stage and...
Who would dare assign to art the sterile function of imitating nature?
