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The heart-stirring New York Times bestseller that InStyle called “deeply thoughtful and fun,” now in paperback, shares funny, insightful, and profound stories from Drew Barrymore’s past and present, told from the place of happiness she's achieved today.
Wildflower is a portrait of Drew's life in stories as she looks back on the adventures, challenges, and incredible experiences she’s had throughout her life. It includes tales of living in her first apartment as a teenager (and how laundry may have saved her life), getting stuck under a gas station overhang on a cross-country road trip, saying good-bye to her father in a way only he could have understood, and many more journeys and lessons that have led her to the successful, happy, and healthy place she is today.
died down and people dispersed, going back to their own New Year’s world. But no one documented it. I never heard anything about it. It was just a crazy moment that got to be a crazy moment. My girlfriends got in the car and off we went. I didn’t know how to feel. The only thing I did feel was pride for my car. I knew we were unstoppable. The next morning, in the light of day, I surveyed my beloved Bronco. I wasn’t a day person to begin with, but this day was particularly bright, and God was
their lives. Don’t get me wrong, there are toys and treats and love all around. It’s just a more traditional dog-to-human relationship and not the profound bond I was used to. My whole world was those dogs, and every extracurricular moment was spent conjuring up our next great adventure. I am now turning to my two daughters instead, saying, “What do you want to do today?” with a big smile and a let’s-go cadence! But I love that my girls are growing up with dogs. We have Lucy—the “White Shark,”
mother is about sacrifice. Putting someone else before you. And that includes one’s schedule and work load and play mode and sleep mode and creative-juices mode. Inspiration was really hard to get back after I had my babies because all my thoughts were of them. I remember after I had Olive, I couldn’t even think about work. It made me angry. Work felt like a bad man tempting me to be unfaithful to my kids. Or sometimes I just couldn’t take anyone seriously, as if they were crazy to think
it in an envelope, and that’s where it stayed for the next twenty years. After that trip, Shuni would come out to Los Angeles again when my mother bought our first house in 1983. Life was extremely different, and I had traveled the world, and my mother was taking me to nightclubs, and I was working nonstop. I was different. I don’t feel like I spent much time with him, and I have no idea what my mother’s and his relationship was moving forward because we didn’t see him really. My mother was very
kick in. My inner voice, “you don’t belong here,” and what made it the hardest was attempting to look at his parents. Arie and Coco Kopelman had been married for thirty-nine years with two children, William and Jill, and they had a wonderful life. Good schools for every generation. Great amounts of world travel. Arie was once a “mad men” advertiser and had worked at DDB, one of the biggest agencies in the ’60s. He was truly smart and creative, but he had an incredible business sense. So one day