Marc Jacobs + Dodgers = Fabulous

What's better than a Dodger game? A Dodger game with awesome people, namely the Diabolinas and Brother Monkey! (And, for those of you who love BroMo + Torry pics -- sorry, Torry is currently touring in Australia. Bummer for us!)

Before we dive into the foodfest, let me start off with Socially Maladjusted Home-Schooled Boy. This little dude is just a few years away from being in the next Spellbound, I swear.

Not that there's anything wrong with that.

Crazy Rebecca Sealfon (the infamous 1997 Scripps National Spelling Bee Champion) did end up graduating from Princeton with a degree in Ecology and Evolutionary Biology. Not too shabby, right? Seriously, though, click if you don't know what I'm talking about. Or just click for old time's sake.

But I digress.

For much of the game, this kid was playing with his three-headed stuffed dog. It was Fluffy from the Harry Potter series, which BroMo, Diabolina, and I determined was a cheap rip-off of the Greek mythological figure Cerberus.

Ok, so maybe our knowledge of Greek mythology sort of makes us Spellbound material ourselves.

After all, we did take a bunch of pictures of each other and experimented with putting our heads in the foreground and in the background to give the illusion of big heads and small heads. Wackos are we. But it really is fun to mess with perspective.






On to the food! Diabolina, BroMo, and I all opted for the Fairfax sandwich (corned beef + pastrami on rye) from Canter's.


Mr. Monkey ate half of mine, of course, and we also all shared garlic fries.

Mr. Monkey also had a Louisiana Red Hot.

Then Mr. Monkey disappeared and came back with a chimichanga...

...apple pie a la mode (which tasted much better than it looked)...

...and a vanilla caramel milkshake.

Oh yeah. There was some baseball, too.

But, really, Diabolina's gorgeous Marc Jacobs clutch stole the show.

The sign says it all.

And then, being the Spellbound material that we are, we took a bunch of pictures in front of the field before we left.




On our way home, Mr. Monkey said, "They are fun. We should see them more often." Aside from BroMo and Torry, Mr. Monkey doesn't really say this about many couples. Or people in general. This made me smile. Even bigger than usual.