Frequently I take outfit photos, upload them onto my computer, gasp, and delete them all immediately. Either the lighting is giving me a 5 o'clock shadow, the outfit is horrendous, or I look like Shaun White in drag.

On days like those (which happened a lot last week), I begin acting like a little blogger-brat and start referring to myself as Suri Cruise. Come on, you know if Suri had a style blog (wait, does Suri have a style blog?) she'd be a total diva about it. She'd be directing Tom to stand up taller to photograph her from a better angle, and yelling at Katie to bring her a juice box.

I would totally follow her.