PART 1: 9 Juicy Massage Questions Welcome back to perhaps the touchiest series of them all [insert fake crowd laughter]: I Touch People For A Living. In part 1, I dissected 9 of the absolute most juicy goods I am asked. I answered all things from how I ethically drape my clients, to as gritty as what the heck I do if a man has a (GASP) erection on my table. We[...]
(Above image courtesy of Jami Vokaty Photography) I cringe at the word "Actor" or "Actress". Something about it feels so uncomfortable and awkward, and so I usually resort to "Artist" (or "Weirdo Artist", if you follow me on FB/Insta;)), because that can encompass everything from photography to acting to writing. Right?! Maybe it's because anything I book now[...]
"Boring," I sat in my tiny L.A. apartment, staring at the wall, "I miss boring." I think a lot of people assume that my life in the big city looked just like that photo above: Glam, excitement, collaborating with the VIPs and cool kids, adventure, access to totally legal marijuana (wink) (but seriously, I think 420 is Hollywood's version of MLM essential oils - li[...]
I'm going to be real honest tonight. I am so exhausted, I could cry. I am running on fumes. My face hurts. My body hurts. And functioning like a normal human being feels like dragging a half dead body around. The other day, I curled up under my weighted blanket and felt as though I could deeply sleep for another 24 hours. Bone tired. I've tried typing and retypin[...]