Looky, looky, at these two fancy pants that made the July / August 2012 edition of the Social South magazine. My two little socialites were photographed at the Natchez Trace Festival earlier this year.
It’s all gone to Hill’s head. He’s telling me to have my people call his people to discuss things. It’s always his way or the highway. I swear the other day the sun was in his eyes and he said he needed me to find his sunglasses as he held his hands over his tiny fragile mole eyes. He always has to do things first and it’s always his turn. He dictates his wardrobe to me. I have to cook his food, wipe his butt, run his bath water and the list goes on and on.
Oh the woes of a mother to a mini celebrity.