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AMANDA PEET
mommy dearest
by Lizzy Epstein
I first glimpsed gamine actress Amanda Peet in 2001 at the Saving Silverman premiere. I was just starting out as a reporter and Peet, decked-out in an elegant Prada ensemble, stopped by my spot and was more than patient while I fumbled through our interview. Nine years later, Peet is as gracious, not to mention stylish, as ever. Recently, a pregnant Peet, complete with the requisite bun-in-the-oven glow, floated in to Smashbox studios on a bright sunny morning; APC nautical striped sweater slung around her waist and daughter Frances in tow for her Signature cover shoot.
While bringing a toddler to work would be…
