

First Person
Casting Myself
I was willing to make one last big effort, and go out with a bang, so to speak. Making a feature film could be just that: One that I wrote and in which I appeared as the lead. More »

I Want Curtains!
It was my first day in a new 'revolving door' apartment. You know: Actors who sublet from actors who took over rooms from other actors who decided they didn't want to be actors anymore. More »

Church of Muslin and Greasepaint
Theater did not play an enormous role in my life until high school. Prior to that, searching for self-definition like any adolescent, I first sought clarity in religion. More »

The Interview
I swore I would never wait tables again, but here I am—applying at one of L.A.'s finest Italian restaurants. I've come to terms with the fact that I need to make money. Instead of acting. More »

Sex, Lies and Shakespeare
The whole concept seemed funky: An untitled, Shakespeare-themed indie film that would use a variety of characters and stories from his different plays aimed at a young-adult audience. More »

It's Showtime
I can hear the assistant director intone into the walkie-talkie: "This is now a 'closed set.'" In movies, closed sets happen when nudity is involved. In this case, mine. More »

Dating Creative
So, dating. Yeah. Without getting too Sarah-Jess-Parker, I have come to one conclusion: As an actress, I need to date a creative guy. More »

A Kick to the Head
I seem destined to be that actor that gets pummeled, kicked, and bruised every time I try to do a stunt. But why? "Was I doing something wrong?" I asked. More »

Hard Nips and Such
Next to the inscription was a bright cartoon illustration of a slender woman in a strapless evening gown standing on a stage. She has a look of triumph and satisfaction on her face. More »

Diving Deeper
I found that I had a special talent in perceiving other people's feelings and making them feel better. I refused to let myself, or anyone else, fall into sadness. More »

Underwear Only, Please
I'm wearing a billowy blue mini-dress and heels, in full makeup, my hair prepped. I picked this outfit on purpose—so I can disrobe easily. Why? I have a commercial audition. More »

Finding the Perfect Headshot
Every actor know that your headshot is not only a true representation of yourself, but the best representation. How hard could it be to get a picture like that? More »

Just Say No
An actor knows he can count on one sure way to land the audition of a lifetime—simply make plans for a much-needed, much-anticipated, much-looked-forward-to-and-carefully-planned trip. More »

Shark Attack on Sunset Boulevard
In quick succession, five agents in five weeks have passed on representing me. They all used essentially the same reason: "We have too many blondes with far more credits who are just like you." More »

Pretending It's Chocolate
I don't have 'showmances' as a rule. Getting involved with your romantic opposite is not only messy, it is a breach of a professional relationship—one which inevitably interferes with your performance. More »

Puffing on Illusion
Some people do yoga. I hang out in a little cigar shop on Melrose Avenue. I come here to center myself, to think, to contemplate the meaning of my existence, and existence in general. More »

One Dream, or the Other
My sister Kiki is two and a half years younger than I am. Despite the difference, it always felt as though we were the same age because we were inseparable. More »

Loss of Faith
I used to not believe in theater. You may ask, what is so scary about that? But when you've been loving something with your entire existence for your whole life, doubting it is not only upsetting, it's debilitating. More »

A Chance to Kick Up My White Boots
We're at Mile High Stadium in Denver. At that moment I was standing in a long line of hundreds of pretty girls, all waiting anxiously. More »


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