My lovely sister Becky. Smart, stunning, and scheduled for a birthday and the birth of her sixth child. Above we’ve caught her, hobs knobbed with Stephenie Meyer, mother of Twilight, at the film’s premier. Her stylist ensured that she and the baby currently known as Charlie, were smoldering in a little red cocktail dress.

Being woven from stretchy cashmere meant the tag didn’t need to say maternity. This standard retail answer to semi-formal met all its obligations. The ruffle at the collar brings attention back to her glowing countenance. The abbreviated sleeves and length show off her shapely appendages. And the empire skirt slides without a cling over the arch of her baby brewing belly. She is hot, and having 7 months of tentatively named Charlie with her, makes her 177% hot.

Today she’s like 199% hot, and I salute her with unadulterated adoration.