Ain’t your mAnIc PiXiE dReAm GIrL

Look elsewhere. It's not me. To the men out there...you may have been hooked if you met me when my hair was pink, or rose gold, or some combo in between. You may have been enchanted when you found out my hobbies include painting, seeing improv, writing (and now Burlesque). It may have also been…

On “reading the air” & empathy

Over beers with an old friend last night, I learned a phrase I've never heard before. "Kuuki Yomenai" is a Japanese term that can be literally translated to "can't read the air." It is typically used to describe someone who has difficulty reading social situations. They can't quite "read the room" as they say. They're…

Hostess with the Most-stress

Despite listening to T-Swift's hit an embarrassing number of times, and knowing that the haters are indeed going to hate...there's this feeling that I, against my best efforts, keep thinking about...and I have yet to shake it off.  It creeps up in me before I think about inviting a friend over. It bubbles up as…

Nipple tassels, curtain calls, & women supporting women.

Last Saturday night, I was on stage for the first time in my adult life. And got down to my skivvies. Bra. Bottoms. Fishnet stockings. The works. All in front of a live audience. At a sold out Burlesque show. It was a super chill, low pressure situation. Baha. For many adult women, being on…

Sometimes, you gotta turn off your brain.

I hit a tipping point the other night. My brain had just reached its limit. Pure brain meltage. A skull of lava.  I hadn't performed open heart surgery. Or discovered a new element. Or even done any recent writing. In fact, I'd been having an amazing time visiting home with parents, relaxing and eating and…