My Muse

I’m not entirely sure how to follow that one up, except to say that I really lucked out in the father department. If he lived in California, we would be a movie-making FORCE. Did I mention I have additional footage from our candy expedition? After…

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The Candy Man

I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned my dad’s glorious candy drawer on more than one occasion here at whoorl. Earlier this week, I received the greatest honor imaginable when my father asked me to accompany him on a candy-drawer-stocking expedition to the grocery store. I jumped…

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Hot Stuff

My mother and I took Wito on a couple of errands this morning. First up, Target, which launched my first completely insignificant tirade of the day. What is the point of having shopping cart return corrals (“corrals” doesn’t seem right, but very Oklahoman, yes?) if…

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My Family is Weird

Wito and I arrived in the very balmy state of Oklahoma today. Like SEAR MY FACE OFF WITH A BLOW TORCH balmy. How I managed to endure summers here for 18 years is truly boggling. And what does my family do to combat the heat?…

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Odds and Ends

1. I deflowered my 7-year-old virginal hair with highlights yesterday! 2. I am in love with a new, organic pressed powder. (It’s a DRUGSTORE brand, holla! I found it at Ulta, which upon walking into the store realized I had a $5 coupon back at…

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My New (Subtle!) Summer Color

Yesterday, after 7 long years of follicular virginity, I jumped back into the world of hair color. Highlights, to be exact. Okay, the verb “jump” might be a little too strong…let’s just say I dipped my toe into the proverbial water. I am happy with…

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