We live in an era where flawlessness can be bought, plucked, injected, removed, tweaked or prodded at arguably reasonable prices. And the better you look, the more rewarded you are.
If someone posts a #nomakeup #nofilter selfie, it’s typically when their skin is radiant. If it’s not, we applaud them for their “bravery.”
Whether it's weight loss, meditation, financial, career, or relationship goals - you must plan, take action and show up everyday to achieve what you hope and see for your future.
This past year, I went through what studies have labeled a "Mid-Life Crisis."
You will never be happy.
I know. That’s a bold statement.
But it’s true.
No matter how wealthy you are, if you’re simply looking at dollar signs, you’ll never have enough.
Instead, consider this…
Within twelve hours of wrapping my last episode of Season 3 for Girl Meets World, I was on a flight to Denver, Colorado to film the horror movie Hoax where I played Dr. Ellen Freese, a primate specialist enlisted on a journey to discover if Big Foot was real.
It was a whirlwind. And I was thrilled! I had shot on location before, but not in Colorado and not for a full 6 weeks.
As with any journey though, there are learning blocks. And you promise yourself that for next time, you’ll be more prepared.
I recently joined Instagram and a phenomenon that has baffled me for the past several years runs rampant on yet another social media website.
Aside from being utterly confused by it, I’m throwing in my towel and openly admitting:
I’m not cool!
I was twenty-five, coming off a bad break-up, lost in every aspect of my life when I saw Kristin Davis speak on The View comparing experiences on Melrose Place versus Sex and the City and how much easier life became once she hit thirty.
I remember her expressing how she was more confident and self-assured. She no longer looked for outside approval - she didn’t care what other people thought. While in her twenties, she battled with all this.
I longed for that moment. I was five years away from it at the time - and I couldn’t wait.
Amidst the beautiful people, fancy storefronts, and meticulously manicured palm trees, Beverly Hills shares its streets with an increasing population of homeless people.
If you live in LA, this is no surprise to you. And it was no surprise to me as I made my way on South Santa Monica Boulevard, heading into one of my favorite, though heavily over-priced, shops: Sprinkles.
Anyone who has ever produced anything knows the title “producer” can also mean: writer, director, actor, wardrobe, casting director, prop master - you get the picture.
Amongst all those titles, I got the lucky experience of adding editor to my list.
Don’t get me wrong. This was not a one-man job. I have two incredible producers that are part of my team: Ryan Demaree and Peter Marr - and my project would not be what it is today without them.
But that still left a lot of room for some serious growing pains.