As many of you know, last May was the start of a (hopefully) long-lasting tradition that will henceforth be known as Wiggin’ Out. In honor of the 2nd annual bash, we’ve decided to refer to it as wIIggin’ out. Get it?
I have ordered three (3!!!!) wigs to help me celebrate this year with no limits. The first two, short blond wigs that I couldn’t decide between, have arrived. My sis Kelly and I had a little fun with those two last night upon my return from the Windy City. We sent this picture and a text to our oldest sister who lives in CA with the caption “Blonds have more fun!”:
To which she soon thereafter responded with this one and a note saying, “So true, so true!”:
I adore my goofball sisters. (And wigs.)