I continue to be amazed at how good Nicole Richie has been looking these past couple of months. Who knew that actually eating, and having some weight on an otherwise skeletal frame, could look so good? Sure, it’s only because she’s pregnant, but maybe this baby already deserves some sort of accolades for making Momma Nic take care of herself.

I mean–she’s got a belly, she’s got boobs, her legs don’t look like a third world orphan! It’s incredible. Let’s just hope once the kid is born she doesn’t revert back to her old ways. This Nicole looks healthy and happy; old Nicole looked anorexic and morose. I don’t know what kind of fetal voodoo that baby has cast over me, but…I want Nicole to overcome the celebutard label she’s so proudly worn the last few years. I want her to be the success story of the pack of morons (Paris, Britney, Lindsay) who will write a tell-all book in ten years about how out of control her life was and how she saw the error of her ways. I want that bad, and I think Nicole is the one to give it to me.