Gilt Mom Ambassador


Super fun news! I’m a Gilt Mom Ambassador for 2012!

What is a Gilt Mom Ambassador, you ask? In Gilt’s words:

Mother knows best, right? Gilt Kids thinks so! That’s why we’re teaming up with real moms who inspire us. Our Gilt Mom Ambassadors will help us share advice, ideas, and opinions on all things baby and kids, and we’ll look to them for insight on products they can’t live without. These chic mamas will be spreading the word on our Little Inspirations blog, Facebook, and Twitter pages, so look for them there!

Well, if stalking Gilt Kids sales is considered “inspiring,” then I am the most inspirational woman to ever grace the internet. If you’ve been visiting whoorl for awhile, you know that I LOVE me some Gilt sales, folks. And if you aren’t familiar, Gilt is the grand-daddy of online, members-only sales with up to 60% off retail. Gilt always has the best brands and selection, and cover almost every category you could imagine. (Women, men, kids, baby, maternity, home, food, city exclusives, and travel.) If you would like to be a member (it’s totally free!), click here for my invitation link.

I’ll be posting some of my very favorite items and sales over the course of this year, and (drumroll, please) will get the opportunity to CURATE my own Gilt Kids sale later this year. How absolutely cool is that? I’m already dreaming of items to include!

Here are some stalk-worthy items that are available right now.

I am a huge fan of dressing little girls LIKE little girls, so these items by Nellystella are right up my alley.

Bow cardiganPink Bubble SkirtGingham BlousePurple HatNavy DressGrey Coat

I’m also loving these toys and books.

Wooden Stacking SetBalance BikeShel Silverstein BooksThis Is Books | Twig Crayons (For me, please!) |  Pattern Blocks

Not a member of Gilt? Click here to use my invite code and sign up for free.


Rose Bakery Granola


We’re kind of a crazy granola-eating family over here. In milk, as a snack, on top of yogurt or oatmeal…the list goes on and on. Since we’ve become granola aficionados, we are pretty particular when it comes to flavor. Not too sweet, not too salty, just that perfectly delicious nutty flavor that you never tire of eating.

In my humble opinion, this granola can’t be beat. It is the granola that is made and served at the Rose Bakery in Paris, and is included in this cookbook. Enjoy!

Rose Bakery Honey Granola

5 1/3 cups old-fashioned rolled oats (not instant)
1 cup whole raw almonds
2/3 cup raw sunflower seeds
3/4 cup raw pumpkin seeds
1/3 cup sesame seeds
1 tablespoon wheat germ
1/2 cup water (try orange juice for a little extra zing)
1/2 cup sunflower oil
1 cup honey
1/4 cup brown sugar
a few drops of pure vanilla extract
1/2 teaspoon salt
pinch of ground cinnamon
1 handful of dried fruit (cranberries, cherries, dates, figs, and/or raisins), optional

Preheat oven to 325 degrees

1. In a large bowl combine the oats, almonds, seeds, wheat germ.

2. In a small saucepan, add 1/2 cup water, sunflower oil, honey, brown sugar, vanilla extract, salt and cinnamon.

3. Bring mixture just to a boil, stirring constantly, then pour over the dry ingredients in the bowl. Mix well, making sure all the dry ingredients are coated with the liquid. If there is excess liquid, then add more oats. The mixture should be sticky.

Spread evenly onto a baking tray and bake for about 1 hour. Stir granola every 15-20 minutes, making sure to keep from getting too dark.

Reduce the temperature to 275 F and continue baking until the granola is golden – about an hour. (p.s. – it was only about 15 minutes in my oven.)

Switch off the oven and leave to dry out for another hour or even overnight.

Mix cooled granola with the dried fruit.

Store in an airtight container. It will keep for a week or two.


New York


The one nice thing about flying to New York and back for one day of work is that I can recap every detail of my trip in 13 photos. Proceed!

Sunday morning. The family drops me off at the airport. Wita starts crying. Wito starts crying. I start crying.

While completely heart-wrenching at first, I quickly deduce that the children aren’t, in fact, crying solely due to my departure. Nope, at this point, they are competitvely trying to OUT-CRY one another, resulting in some eardrum-shattering decibels and concerned looks from bystanders. Thanks for the sendoff, little ones.

Fly to New York.

One piece of advice for those of you who are planning to read Bossypants on your next flight. Don’t. Because you will either a) laugh so hard and so loudly that many of your fellow travelers think you insane or b) try desperately to conceal your laughter, which will result in tears streaming down your face and a convulsing body.

I chose option B, and I’d just like to apologize to the sweet lady in 17E who thought I was having a seizure. Sorry for frightening you, my lady. (WHO CAN’T STOP WATCHING/OBSESSING OVER DOWNTON ABBEY???)

Arrive at JFK at 9pm. Await baggage while taking photos of my shoes.

A little FaceTime at the hotel around 10pm.

Stare at the dark ceiling from 10pm – 2am because I’m totally on California time. Looks something like this.

Wake up Monday morning. Look out the window. Looks like rain. DRAT.

Take shower. Quick walk to a nearby bakery for a scone and an actual CAFFEINATED latte. Mama was tired, yo. Return to hotel to gather outfits for the shoot. (p.s. – I didn’t buy anything. REPEAT – I DID NOT BUY ANYTHING. Staying strong for the challenge!)

Walk to The Thread studio in Times Square.

Arrive at studio. Hair/makeup. Go over scripts. Snap a quick pic. (No new clothes, as you can see!)

Watch the adorable Sarah Bernard, host of The Thread.

Get ready to shoot segments. Experience my usual OMG I AM GOING TO FORGET EVERYTHING AND MUTTER freakout, followed by a long, deep breath.

Film segments. (Can’t wait to share with you!) Walk home in the rain after a long day.

A little more FaceTime with the family.

Go to sleep. Wake up. Look out the window, get pissed because it looks like it’s going to be a beautiful day and I have to leave for the airport in one hour.

Fly home. Read Seabiscuit, which does not make me convulse with laughter, but is completely riveting nonetheless. By the way, this is not a book I would normally pick up (read: not an animal person, no interest in horse racing), but it was so interesting and beautifully written. Had me hooked within the first few pages. Goodbye, New York!

Arrive home late Tuesday afternoon. Walk around like a zombie. Crash at 8:30pm, so happy to be in my own bed.



I Might Buy Something Today (+ Instagram Update)


1. I’m leaving for New York tomorrow morning. I’ll actually BE in New York for 36 hours. Way too short, if you ask me.

2. I’m filming some spring fashion and beauty segments, and I need to dress appropriately.

3. I’m probably going to buy something today. At J. Crew. Because I CAN’T CONTROL MYSELF.

4. But I’m going to be on film, people! Talking about spring! Shouldn’t this situation give me a No Shopping Challenge pardon or something? I didn’t buy anything new for last week’s style documentary, but this is too much!

5. I’m a loser void of any willpower, aren’t I?

What should I do? Stay strong or muster up something from my closet?

In the meantime, here are my recent photos from the Instagram Photo-a-Day Challenge.

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