Corona, CA. But I claim LA (where I was born) or OC, (where I went to college) depending on the day.
LA Mexican or NY Pizza?
That's the meanest question anyone has ever asked me.
Or should I ask... LA avocadohippiekale whatever or NY overpriced smoothie?
They're overpriced on both coasts. Kale is the same on both coasts. But those CA avocados... I'd hand deliver my soul to Lucifer himself for one of those during a NY winter.
MTA shit show of a delayed commute in the dead of winter? Or... Traffic jam on the 101 with only the radio to use?
Am I running late?
Such an expert adjustment to the scenario... Running very very late.
I literally have anxiety just imagining these scenarios. 101. Then at least I know I'll have service to call and tell them I'm stuck.
Be honest... you cringe when “New York” actors talk shit on LA? And yes, I just put quotes on New York.
Yes. Because they're almost never from LA. I was born in LA- so I can talk shit on it if I want to- But like when a sibling annoys the shit out of you.. You can talk shit on your own sibling. But if someone else starts saying stuff... Oh hell no.
And that Pacific Ocean...
Ah, come on! That's low.
Head Over Heels is running in rep with they’re male companion play, L.A. Lights Fire, for the first time; being one of the few people that knows the relationship between the two plays, and knows how the boys throw it down... how do you / what do you do differently than the boys?
I watch LALF and think, "Dude, a little bit of me is totally that asshole". But in working on the roles in HoH I feel like we generate HOPE for our audience as they relate to the beautiful disasters that we all are. We're not telling them anything they don't already know about who they are- we're just telling them it's TOTALLY OK to be that person. And we pee sitting down. Also, I've had a crush on LALF for 4 and a half years now, and have been daydreaming about playing all of the roles from HoH for the same amount of time.
And now here we are. You've waited over 4 years now to get your hands on HoH. What are your fears, expectations, hopes now that it's finally happening?
Been waiting over 4 years to play every role in this thing except Eve... Eve is terrifying. And you fuckers cast me as Eve. Fear: That I'll fuck it up. Expectation: That I'll figure out a way not to fuck it up. Hope: That I won't fuck it up.
Corona, CA... Fullerton College... is a long ways from NYC-- not just in miles, but more so in a theatrical journey. You live in a city where every summer a new wave of fancy schooled actors show up, ready to compete for the already small amount of female roles available. How do you regroup every year and accept that challenge?
I go home and cry in the Pacific Ocean for a second, then come back and choose not to notice any of them and just do me.