Thursday evening felt like a warm summer night after a hot summer day. The crew of Sin Bin took over a block by Wrigley field and neighbors gawked and took photos of Ben from their windows. Elie and Marissa outiftted me into my favorite costume and I watched the boys film in expectation of my second to last scene.

Yesterday the cast played that game where a paper is stuck to each forehead, ya know. I was Shirley Temple & he was Cher.

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So it is official. In two weeks I hop a plane to Chicago to play a teenage babe with a bad reputation. She is notoriously promiscuous, worlds away from any clout I’d ever gained in real life high school. Who wants such a rep? She does, thrives off it even, regardless of the negative implications. Just a girl hoping for a place in her little world. I am beside myself with the joy of bringing her to life. However, what am I doing?!

This is the first feature film I’ve embarked upon. The cast is flooded with talented unknowns and speckled with accomplished stars. It seems I will be in the midst of creative souls who are excited to make a clever comedy. And although I’ve been acting since 9 years old it suddenly occurred to me that I have never prepared for something like this. What to expect? Well, I imagine it is different every time. I don’t feel nervous as much as a heart thumping expectation. I’ve said for a long time now that if one director or producer would just take a gamble on me then perhaps my paid, sole career could acting be. Could it? That’s all I’ve ever wanted.

As an embarrassed and faithful fan of The View I tuned in the other day to find Christopher Walken a guest. I was almost stunned to hear his take on readying for a project; he swore that every time he is overcome with nervousness and self doubt. Well if Christopher Walken feels free to question himself then who doesn’t?

At the end of the day I’ve just decided to get daily exercise to focus my mind, keep familiarizing myself with the script, prepare my character, and breathe. Beyond that, what is one supposed to do?

Two weeks and counting… <3

So it’s a beautiful Saturday morning in Los Angeles and I’m sitting on a fire escape, homemade latte by my side, memorizing my lines. Ordinarily everytime I am repeating written words over and over again under my breath they aren’t “my” lines. Usually they lead to a curl of my hair so I may competitively swim in a sea of fellow blondes at a casting. However, today is different. A director friend of mine who lives in Chicago has cast me in a feature. It is such a fun role and will undoubtably lead to galavanting around in a school girl uniform and acting like a teenager come April, and most likely with name actors by my side.

The first two times he told me I had the part it was like trying to convince a girl the world was flat. After all, have I not been promised a half dozen movies and once by a wildly successful actress? I wasn’t about to go down that road of expectation again. It only lead to crumpling over in my bed and crying in the fetal position. Nonetheless, the more I heard it the more it fell on my ears as the honest truth from a friend.

Anyway, today Drew is busting out his camera so we can focus it on one of my scenes and send the results out to Chicago. I absolutely cannot wait to jump on that plane and do this thing! Two months to go…