Andrea is married to my husband’s friend Rob. I liked her immediately the first time we met, and more and more every time I see her. She is a class act through and through. Her wedding, which she designed herself completely, was featured in The Knot magazine. The first time she invited us to dinner, she put out her best china and tablecloth (which I promptly dropped tomato sauce on). I thought she was just trying to impress us, but no, that’s Andrea. Just the other night they had us over for a barbecue. Paper plates and napkins? Nope. Not Andrea. Try cloth napkins and napkin rings. (I didn’t stain anything this time, but the baby did manage to grab hold of the salt shaker and pour a good amount of salt everywhere.)
Andrea’s house is immaculate–and not only when she’s having guests over–and she is always impeccably embellished with a coveted accessory like a giant flower or a trendy strand of beads. If you think you could dislike her, in the way that you dislike Martha Stewart for being everything you could never be, you’d be completely wrong. Truth is, she’s clean, perfectly accessorized, and cool, funny, and totally down-to-earth, so it’s impossible to not like her. I guess that’s why she had over 60 guests at her baby shower.
You know those themed parties you see on blogs with all the details and you think, “Come on! That’s not real! No one could ever have a party like that!” That was Andrea’s shower. And if you knew her, you wouldn’t expect anything else. Congratulations, Andrea! I can’t wait to meet baby Amelia.