4.26.2012

Life at Chez V - When Vomitoso Strikes


A Bad Case of the Ooga Booga

The Monster got hit with a sudden bout of stomach flu – sorry for the radio silence since my return.
Holding back my 3 year old’s hair while she pukes all night long is not my favorite thing.

Pieti on Easter; photo credit:  Merrilee Luke-Ebbeler

Fingers and toes crossed that I don’t get blessed with the same affliction.  I am pretty sure some of the projectile vomit landed in my gullet when the puking extravaganza started at 12am.

We are recovering.  Back with regular scheduled programming soon!

kisses,  a very tired mrs. V

4.19.2012

On The Road Again


I’m Off

If you see a gal in a black car, heading south with the sunroof open and singing at the top of her lungs, it’s definitely NOT me.

Atlanta bound, ya’ll.  Catch you on the flip side – Tuesday, like…


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If I was super cool and connected I would have lined up a few guest posts for you.  But I am not, so I didn’t.

kisses,  mrs. V

4.18.2012

mrs. V Answers the V'ROUST Questionnaire


This is What I am Willing to Admit…


What is your idea of the perfect beverage?  A Nuevo Laredo Cantina frozen margarita, no salt, circa 2001 because this being the ‘perfect’ beverage, I would also like a bit of my twenties back to contend with the wicked hangover it produces.

Who is your favorite fictional character?  Mame Dennis.

What is your most marked characteristic? My dramatic enthusiasm which usually presents itself either as clumsiness or long, detailed stories of that legendary clumsiness.

What trait do you most adore in yourself?  My sense of humor.

On what occasion do you lie?  When asked how long it will take me to get ready – once I was 5 hours late to a date with mr. V – it is nothing short of a miracle that we are married because he is very prompt.

How would others describe your laugh?  Raucous and insane sounding.

If you were locked in a rubber room with only one tv show on repeat, which one would you most preferAny from Masterpiece Theater, but preferably Downton Abbey or Pride and Prejudice (the Colin Firth version).

What movie do you truly love but are embarrassed to admitDevil Wears Prada and Deuce Bigelow.

Which reality star do you secretly wish to be?  Contenders include:  Ricky Gervais for his complete irreverence and b/c An Idiot Abroad lands him squarely in the ‘reality’ genre; Mary McDonald for her design skills but more for her friendship with Nathan Turner;  Zoila Chavez, who wouldn’t want to get paid to watch telenovellas all day?  Ellen DeGeneres (a cameo on a Bravo show qualifies her) for wisely scooping up the insanely funny Bethenney Frankel; or Jeremy Clarkson whose unending jibes at James May never get old not to mention all the sexy cars he gets paid to drive.

What talent do you think you have, but others would disagree?  At one time it would have been ‘whistling’, but I am now well aware that all those years spent practicing the Andy Griffith theme were totally in vain.  So now I would have to say my ‘acting’ skills.  I have always known that I was made for the stage.  However, I am slowly coming to realize that whenever I get in front of a camera my nuanced characters are more like Catherine O‘Hara’s Sheila Albertson from Waiting For Guffman than Meryl Streep’s Miranda Priestly.  In retrospect, I am thinking that all those leading roles in grade school and high school productions had more to do with my photographic memory and less to do with my natural ability to embody a character.  But I am banking on my exuberant theatricality to pay off big time when Andy Cohen comes knocking.

You can answer it here.
kisses,  mrs. V

4.17.2012

Life at Chez V - Vignettes


Too Damn Busy to Answer my Own Questionnaire!

Packing for a quick jaunt to my beloved old stomping ground (Atlanta).  I am readying Chez V, mr. V, and the Monster for my absence.  No time to answer these today but you still can!

That means stocking up the fridge so they don’t eat pizza and chicken fingers all weekend.  That means playing toilet paper/Q Tip fairy to ensure they don’t use corn cobs to wipe their butts and rusty nails to clean their ears.

In the meantime, a few Chez V vignetteto tide you over…



All photos by me

4.13.2012

'V'ROUST Questionnaire - A Brief Survey


Getting to Know You or What are You Willing to Admit?

**UPDATE**  Three is definitely more than two but significantly less than the stats imply…mr. V is declaring victory.  I will not go down without a fight!   I know you are dying to tell me your deep dark reality star obsession.  I am not above begging…Tomorrow I will share mine!


I desperately need your help.  Bragging rights and vanity are at stake.  mr. V argues that stats lie and only a few real live people are probably reading Chez V.  I argue that surely there are more than a few humans, of real flesh and blood other than my sister and Kassey visiting each and every day.  So do sister a favor, if you are real, I would love to hear more about you.  But more important, because I am vain and competitive, I would love to win this bet.

Here is my on-the-fly condensed version of the ever popular Proust Questionnaire with a decidely Chez V slant.  Take a moment to reveal your true self.  I dare ya.  



Don’t judge about the sketch.  I did this two minutes ago with only the back of a shopping list and crayons at my disposal.


Leave me your answers via the comments.  Love your hair, voted for you!

All photos by me
kisses,  mrs. V

4.12.2012

Tales From the Projects - DIY Monogrammed Espadrilles


Those Who Don’t Have, Make Do…

You would think that I was a born and bred Southern girl for as much as I adore a good monogram.  In a fit of compulsion creativity the other day, I decided to add a custom touch to my new espadrilles.



Of course, in an alternate reality, I would much prefer a bespoke pair of Stubbs& Wootton slippers.  Heck, I would even settle for a pair of those new monogrammed Jack Rogers in navy.

My present reality, however, dictates that sometimes I have to get a little crafty when it comes to bespoke touches.  Necessity is the mother of invention, I say.  And yes, I find it ‘necessary’ to monogram nearly everything.

A pictorial DIY of sorts:







I am officially in love with them.  Sometimes ‘making do’ feels a heck of a lot more gratifying than just ‘having.’

All photos by me
kisses,  mrs. V