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It’s a life’s journey of finding ourselves, finding our power, and living for yourself, not for everyone else.
You know how you wake up in the morning and sometimes you look gorgeous and other times you look like you got hit by a mack truck? I realized that my mack truck is food. If I have no sugar, yeast or wine, I have no undereye bags and my skin is perfect.
I want to be a fun mom. Not a gasping for air mom.
I think because I became a mom later in life, everything in life means more.
Yes. I did more research than I ever wanted to and saw some things I wish I didn’t. I went on ride-alongs, spent time with Homicide, Cold Case, and SVU detectives, hung out in subways learning how to spot pervs and pick-pockets, viewed an autopsy, went to a police firing range, and witnessed court cases and I read, read, read.
Chocolate is the first luxury. It has so many things wrapped up in it: Deliciusness in the moment, childhood memories, and that grin-inducing feeling of getting a reward for being good.
I am grateful that I didn’t let fear get the best of me. It only holds you back from possibilities and greatness.
You’ve got to kick fear to the side, because the payoff is huge.
Everything has combined to make my life in New York an amazing experience. I told my manager a few years ago that I wanted to move here and try acting in the theater.
When I was in my early 20s, I had my hair permed. Bad idea! It turned into total frizz. My advice to women is, if you have nice hair already, don’t get a perm, leave your hair alone!