Apologies, y'all. LiS always likes to keep it real but this week we've perhaps been keeping it too real by succumbing full throttle to the now infamous stomach flu. Full on exorcist action, my friends, ex-or-cist.
And with that lovely image in all of your heads to start the day now you can understand why we are an impressive five days late in bringing you news of the event that at least this half of the team has been excitedly anticipating for the past 27 months, or however long it's been since Nicole Richie announced her biologically improbable pregnancy. Yes, unto la Richie a child was born. But what has she called it? Oh, you know it's a good 'un...
Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for Harlow Winter Kate Madden! Yee ha! It's like she took an almost normal name, ripped it up, threw the different components in the air and let them fall where they may. And then stuck a season in there. Personally, I'm not totally sold on the idea of giving your daughter a name that is a mere two letters away from "harlot" but kudos for the old Hollywood reference.
Excitingly, Christina Aguilera gave birth to her son, Max Liron Bratman, just a few yards away, a few hours later in the same hospital. One can only hope that, like the star fated lovers they clearly are, little Harlow and Max will grow up and marry, if only so that the name Harlow Bratman can exist in the real world and not just a Bret Easton Ellis novel.
