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Welcome to the blog. You can call me Kiki or KC and I'm sure we'll be fast friends. Please don't go asking all kinds of questions like "what's going to happen here" or "what's this all about". I don't know yet and we'll figure it out together (remind me to tell you the great story of how I always spell "together" a certain way someday. Truly entertaining. Truly.).

Oh, you have a question about the name huh? Let me explain. My wonderful nephew A started calling me Kiki when he learned to talk as apparently my real name was too much at the time for such a cute baby. His lovely grandfather (my ex’s dad) heard that I had a nickname and said “Um, why are you allowing your child to call her Kinky? I mean, she probably is but really?” One doesn’t really need to guess how well we all got along. Thus, I have a nickname semi-worthy of a stripper and the Kiki/Kinky story never fails to get a laugh.

One thing you should know about me from the beginning is that I have a slight addiction to shopping, fashion and just stuff in general. No, I'm not a hoarder with tons of crap in bags with tags on (not that there's anything wrong with that) but the mall is my happy place. I love putting together outfits, finding the right household item and looking through magazines for ideas.While it is true I may have more than I need in some areas, I have yet to put myself completely in the poor house due to my love for retail.

And here’s the thing, I'll be the first to admit that I have no clue what I'm doing here but everyone and their mom (including my mom) does it so it can't be too hard. Perhaps I'll just ramble on aimlessly and use a stream of consciousness or wow you with some excerpts from books I've started. It's all up in the air.