Sometimes Acting | Usually Snapping | Always Writing | Lover of weird shit and all the music.
recently found myself at the Heartbreak Hotel. Not really sure how I ended up there again, but I'll spare you all the dumb details of what I managed to figure out. I still have a few lessons to learn, apparently.
I recently wrote a blog for the National Coalition Against Domestic Violence. I was apprehensive at first, and terrified for reasons most won't understand. But at the end of the day, this feels right, and I want to share my story in an attempt to help others realize theirs is not over.
I haven't written a legit blog in quite some time, I know. Call off the dogs.
Here I've cultivated a list of pieces that'll perk your home up, in case y'all were feeling a bit dull yourselves. Enjoy!
"When love is the music of life, only love can make the heart sing." Well, love and a few solid accessories, of course. Some silly boys like to claim that Vday is lame, but I've known a few fellas who embrace the "holiday" and have a genuine good time with it. This gift guide is... Continue Reading →
...I've decided to put together a little list of things that made hearts happier in the hell that was 2020.
If you're anything like me, you're just about at the "wit's end/over it/losing your mind" stage of quarantine (while feeling like the only one still doing it). Lately, I've found myself needing several pick-me-ups throughout the weeks spent Netflixing, job searching (oi), and otherwise being a modern day Cinderella in my home (right when I... Continue Reading →
"Moon and stars pour their healing light on you" I buried my brother a year ago. That isn't something I thought I'd be saying at 35. That isn't something I thought I would be saying anytime soon. But here I am, still contending with the part of my brain that every now and then pops... Continue Reading →
I just ended an hours long video chat with a dear friend of mine. I'll go as far as to say she's one of my favorites. We text each other every day, but as for face-to-face (or the internet's equivalent), it's been quite some time. Seeing a familiar face that I love dearly, and immediately... Continue Reading →
Three years ago I made one of the best decisions of my life – I packed up my shit, stuck my kitty in a carrier (RIP Jax), swallowed my fears, left my insecurities at a United Airlines gate in Newark, and got on a one-way flight to Los Angeles.
Solo day in the Quarter - Scenes from a bar stool. I can't begin to put New Orleans in a nutshell. I thought I could, but it's just not possible, there's too much to love. Could one stuff their visit in a carry-on? Sure. I've packed an epic long weekend into my bag, 7 pieces... Continue Reading →
I've been thinking about my blog. For the record, I hate the word blog, mainly because it's so LA, and everyone's a fucking blogger in this city. But it being so focused on the aspect of dating in LA has started to irk me. I used to get amusement out of my dates- I thought,... Continue Reading →
SO. I've been MIA. I know, I launched this thing and then said "just kidding" and disappeared. My life has sucked beyond the telling of it lately. I won't bore you all with all of the leaden details, but for one, my brother died in early July and I just have not been feeling uber... Continue Reading →
Ahhh wine country. It's a place Californians know and love. A place where one goes to take a vacation, long weekend, or day trip to just relax and drink some of the best vino this corner of the United States. To some, however, it's a reminder of the douchebaggery that coincides with living in Los... Continue Reading →
I decided to throw in the towel, wave the white flag, admit defeat. I deleted all (four) of my dating app accounts. It felt amazeballs. It lasted a sum total of 36 hours. I'm currently back on three of the original apps, and you can add a brandy new one to that list. *facepalm* Masochism... Continue Reading →
I'd been talking to Captain Dodger for about two weeks. He seemed legit, despite having a 17 year old kid at 40 that I didn't really question (ladies, go ahead and question this). We had pretty good conversation, even to the point where I enjoyed hearing from him. He was your standard pretty/white boy/could possibly... Continue Reading →
