Starstruck at Blogher

Come take a stroll with me down memory lane.

It’s 2:45pm on Saturday. I’ve just run up to my hotel room in an attempt to briefly thaw my corpse-like legs before the next session. I turn on the television set, realize ESPN bowling just isn’t going to hack it and grab the nearest Blogher schedule to skim over. Holy shit! I forgot about the room I’ve been wanting to visit since I arrived! The “celebrity” of all celebrities is in that room!

I grabbed my bag and walked hurriedly to the elevator. My heart seemed to beat out of my chest while thinking of the possibilities. What if I get the chance to have a short conversation? What should I say? Should I go for an awkward hug?

I had no time to think. I needed to get to this room before the next onslaught of people arrived on their break. I weaved through the hallways, staring straight ahead, careful not to catch the glance of anyone who could slow me down.

And then I arrived. The minute I walked into the room, I saw the Blogher VIP across the way and immediately started to cry. CRYING, PEOPLE. “Oh, Jesus”, I thought to myself, “Get it together, Whoorl! What am I, FOUR??”

I couldn’t help it. I was staring at such an inspiration. I wiped the tears off my face and walked straight over to introduce myself and maybe secure a photo or two.

I must say, Grover did not disappoint. I was suddenly a five-year-old again, just thrilled to get a hug from the famous puppet.

Although, Grover, are you attempting to cop a feel?

Let me help you with that hand, Grover. Okay, much better.

For those Sesame Street fans, Eric Jacobson (whose face is in the second photo) has been the only person to puppeteer Grover besides Frank Oz. (Is it just me or do Eric and Grover resemble each other?)

More non-puppet Blogher fodder to come…

So Yummy! So Yummy!

Hey! I’m delving into the world of toddler napping and drug-induced children’s programming over at Danny’s blog, Dad Gone Mad. Stop by and join the party in my tummy, will ya?

Nightline Segment

Before you watch the video, I must tell you that the horribly-named Swim Sweater is quite a hit with Wito. In fact, he refuses to take it off. Ever.

Out by the pool? Swim Sweater. Eating lunch? Swim Sweater. Playing with a puzzle in the living room? Swim Sweater. It’s almost as if the fabric-covered tube acts as a nice, comfortable armrest. And really, who wouldn’t want an armrest 24/7? It’s genius, I tell you! Visually hideous, yet genius.

We’re heading to dinner with high hopes of removing it before actually entering the public eatery. Wish us luck.

Nightline from Hair Thursday on Vimeo.

Nightline

For you all who have requested a video, I’ll post it tomorrow. (Thanks to my awesome cousin, whose head doesn’t explode while googling ‘directv dvr to computer omgwtf ‘.)

In the meantime, Wito’s TV Debut!

I have a 103 degree fever, woman. I do not want to play right now.

Talking about the finer points of online hair advice:

Blahdeedah hair lahdeedah hair blahdeedah hair hair.

If I could only shine those television lights on my hair all day every day.

Nightline Airs Tonight!

Sorry for the late notice, but the segment featuring Hair Thursday will air tonight on Nightline!

Brunettes Are Sessy!

Did you see the InStyle Sexy Poll in the June 2008 issue? Thousands voted online in their 11th annual survey, and drumroll please, brunettes were voted a sexier hair color by a whopping 76% to 24%. Blond was the runner-up, and there was no mention of redheads (discrimination!) on the page.

HUZZAH! Come on, you know you want to fondle our luscious, brunette locks.

Oh, you don’t? Well, let’s implement our own Whoorl Sexy Hair Poll on this lovely Monday morning. (Actually, it’s hotter than hell. Is anyone else on the West Coast melting?)

My Sister: A Conversation and New Hair

A conversation between Lala and myself yesterday.

S: I just heard from the Nightline producer. Looks like my segment will run next week.

L: Dude, are you going to watch it?

S: I think I am going to record it and watch it later. You know, so I can pause and bury my head under a pillow every 23 seconds.

L: Good plan.

S: What if the interview is all cut and spliced and I sound like a total idiot?

L: (Deep sigh) Oh, that is totally what happened to Brenda.

S: Brenda? Who is Brenda?

L: (incredulous laughter) Um, BRENDA. Remember when she was interviewed about her friends by some newspaper? And the reporter totally twisted her words and misquoted her? And like, EVERYONE was furious with her? Donna and Kelly WOULDN’T EVEN TALK TO HER.

S: Wait. Are you referring to a Beverly Hills 90210 episode from 15 years ago?

L: Um, YEAH. Don’t you remember?

(Complete silence.)

L: Seriously, HOW COULD YOU NOT REMEMBER?! Whatever. I’m just saying, it could happen.

S: Thanks for the tip.

L: No problem.

In other news, we had an unofficial sisterly Hair Thursday this week. Lala was sick of her long hair and wanted a change, so she went from this:

To this:

Super cute, huh? Donna and Kelly would be BLINDED by jealousy.

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