My best friend Pilar and her beau Carlo have a ridiculously adorable daughter named Remy. I feel really bad for Carlo when she turns 16 (if you've seen her parents, it's no surprise why).
Pilar and I go back ten years to my first post college job where I managed an Express in a mall in exciting Burbank, California (don't judge. I moved to Los Angeles sans job, friends or place to live and couldn't be picky). I was her boss...and we went to bars together...and she was just 19. Whoops. And here's the crazy thing. We only lived in the same city for about 9 months and have maintained a long distance best friendship for the past 9. Come to think of it, I haven't lived in the same city as any of my best friends for the past 10 years. Maybe it's because they are all amazing women that I couldn't imagine my life with out.
But I digress. All of this was to get you to love Pilar so much that you couldn't help but vote for her daughter's nursery over at Ohdeedoh. Not that you needed any arm twisting...is this nursery not the cutest thing you've ever seen? I died when I saw the wallpaper and then died again when I saw the Ghost Chairs.