I remember my mom bought me one of their shirts for Easter so that I could wear Helmut Lang for Easter. That was my first piece.
The best situation is being a single parent. The best part about is that you get time off, too, because the kids are with their mom, so it's the best of both worlds. There's a lot to be said for it.
My mother was a Sunday school teacher. So I am a byproduct of prayer. My mom just kept on praying for her son.
I started wearing Ugg when I was, like, 13 or 14, in high school, and my mom got me a pair for Christmas one year.
To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power. Or the climbing, falling colors of a rainbow.
My mom was an environmental activist in Australia in the late '60s and '70s, and I guess I've inherited that awareness from her.
My mom was a professional fitness competitor, so I go into the gym with her. I train with my dad and mother. It's embarrassing, because she's really strong.
Deep down, my mom had long suspected I was gay... Much of her anger and hurt came from her sense of betrayal that she was the last to be told.
I love my mom. My mom loves me. We don't have an easy relationship. I don't think we ever will, but I'd rather have a complicated, misunderstood relationship than have no relationship at all.
You can be good at technology and like fashion and art. You can be good at technology and be a jock. You can be good at technology and be a mom. You can do it your way, on your terms.
It was a sad process for me to become a mom, and a long process. I felt so embarrassed that I couldn't have a biological child.
When I moved out of my mom's house at 18 I was almost as sad to leave her sewing machine behind as anything else.
My mom and I always had a great bond. It was always a natural friendship bond since early on. My mom was 18 when she had me.
I've always wanted to be a mom because I want to give a kid all of the magical gifts my mom gave to me, such as love and friendship. She and I had this incredible connection that was so unbelievable.
My mom always talks about how hard it was to grow up in a political family. It's always split up, and just - I want to have fun in life. No, politics isn't on the list.
I owe much to mother. She had an expert's understanding, but also approached art emotionally.
The art of motherhood involves much silent, unobtrusive self-denial, an hourly devotion which finds no detail too minute.
As a busy working mom I'm always pressed for time, so a quick and easy beauty routine is key!
