The sun was so bright through my windows as I tried to wake up. I was lying on my left side, curled up into a…
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The following spring, I graduated from musical theater school and had commercial headshots taken in preparation for my move to L.A. later that summer. Although…
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Leave a CommentBy the middle of my second semester, I found myself becoming more and more disenchanted with musical theater. I always loved to sing and act…
Leave a CommentNew York City. I had wanted to live there as far back as I could remember. On a sunny day in July of 1987, just…
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