My thoughts on Life, Writing, Hollywood, Children, My Neighbors, Love & Growing Up
I would have been Sporty Spice. That is said with the assumption that Drunk Spice wasn't an option. I love sports. I do. I was raised on it. It's one of the main ingredients to what binds my family together. And now it's that time of year when I wear orange and black once a... Continue Reading →
It's my day off and while I'd love to tell you I'm drinking a mimosa while staring whimsically off into the sunset over the Pacific, I am currently smashed in between two pantsuits in the civil hallway of a Los Angeles Courthouse. To my left is a woman who looks slightly older than myself, writing... Continue Reading →
**RETROSPECTACULAR** 