We're Chicagoans, so we're a bit preoccupied this morning imagining our two most recent governors sharing a jail cell, braiding each other's hair and concocting plans for how not to get raped by incarcerated mobsters, but we are also journalists, dammit, so we must press on. So in addition to wondering just how much it would cost to be appointed to the Senate, we're also wondering whether the womb of Mariah Carey (whom we have just decided to start calling the Last Mimsy) is currently crowded with fluttering baby wings. Because you just know that any child who sprouted from the loins of the Last Mimsy would have to be half butterfly. Reports Page Six:
MARIAH Carey's wish may finally be coming true. Spies in LA saw the songbird (above) coming out of a well-known ob/gyn's office on North Crescent Boulevard, "clutching what looked like a sonogram and being greeted by her entourage with cheers. She was ebullient." It was the same type of paper that Minnie Driver was holding when she found out she was pregnant at the same doctor's office. Carey, who wed Nick Cannon this year in a quickie Bahamas ceremony, has made no bones about wanting a child. A rep said, "As far as I'm told it's not true."
Naturally, if this is true, Mariah will have twins. Part of us hopes for boys, so they can be named Louis and Vuitton, but we think Mimi would be wasted on boys. If she were to have girls, she could teach them so many things, like how to expertly paint on fake abs, how to ensure that no vaginal folds are peeking out of your Daisy Dukes, and how to run on a treadmill in stilettos.
