Born to be Urban Clubber #2

What Up Lovies!!

So behind! Bah!

I got new head shots...most of them hilarious photos of me talking with my eyes half closed...amazing.
I need pick one!
My resume is revamped, thank you for asking.

In bigger news,
I had my first commercial audition through Aqua this week and I got a call back. This may sound impressive, but let me give you the rundown. Soon you will all know how DIFFICULT acting in LA is...if you call this acting.
I walked into the commercial being called in as an "Urban Clubber." Obviously, this role had me written ALL over it. So I dressed in the most urban thing in my wardrobe (something from Urban Outfitters) and went down to the casting. I signed in and they took us into a room in groups of four. We stood in a line, slated our names, danced as "best friends in a club" for 30 seconds, slated again and left. BOOM. Done.
Callback:
I was on my way home from Valencia Saturday afternoon expecting my callback to be at 4:30pm. It is 2:36pm and I am a little stuck in traffic on the 5. My agent calls and says, "hey they want you at 3pm." My response was "Well I'm not dressed, I mean I have clothes on, but I'm on my way home from Valencia and...you know what, I'll improvise and make it work. I'll be there as close to 3 as possible. Thanks!"
Touching up my makeup in the car, I put on the sports bra I worked in the night before on under my jean jacket with my leggings on from the day/night/day, un-showered, I waltz into the callback.
They call my name along with 8 others and we walk in, slate in order and are released...finger's crossed they loved the way I said my name. BOOM. ACTING.

I feel like I really embodied being urban in my callback. For sure.

LAism of the Week:
Women wear heels literally everywhere. Grocery shopping. Walking the dog. To work at SoulCycle (not criticizing my ladies, they are high heeled "sneakers.") I understand that my gams look bangin' in high heels, but sometimes the dogs are barking too loud to even get that catwalk going on. I would not be surprised if I saw women wearing heels to hike in Runyon Canyon. When, and yes I say WHEN, I do, I will get a picture and add it to this post. But for now I'd like to start a "Your Feet Probably Hate you, I don't care if they are the most comfortable wedges in the World" Campaign. Or maybe I'm just jealous because my heel collection does not include grocery heels and hiking heels. LA life baby.

Unmotivated

Hello lovers,

This week has been extremely unmotivated. *sigh*

I did shoot a 90's music video for a new friend's song. Roller skating. And I did not fall on my ass. Hopefully, I'll get the video soon and get to post it's fantastic-ness for you all. I met a lot of cool new people and spent time in Venice for the first time. Yippee! 

But,
I did not reformat my resume, or get head shots printed. I did spend a night in a bar singing Take My Breath Away at karaoke which was amazing. I had one awkward audition with a guy that reminded me of my great uncle. And, tonight, I'm probably skipping out on seeing a double feature of From Here to Eternity and The Search because, well, I don't feel like showering and putting on something that makes me look presentable. Not that there is anything wrong with men's shirts and jeans. I love this look. It's comfy. No wonder men seem to like being men.

I'll have plenty of time to reformat my resume tonight if I stay in. At this point the Aero Theatre in Santa Monica might as well be in Ohio. It feels so far away.

I guess this week finally caught up to me. Some days LA feels overwhelming. Some days I want someone to share this experience with and other days I feel like I do not need the distraction. But hell, I'm still a baby. I should not have anything to worry about. But seriously, I feel like I need to at least get my resume done tonight...and maybe some laundry...

LAism of the Week:

SO much to do! SO little time!
Screenings of all the old classics, several times a week. New movies out all the time. Working. Meeting people. Reading. Hiking. Classes. Art Museums. Galleries. Concerts everywhere and even the amateurs sound better than the auto-tuned shit on the radio. (not to down top 40, love it!) It all makes you feel like you should be doing something every second of every day. Learning stuff AND things. It also makes you want to drink and sleep and sit. LA as a city is big, bold and beautiful, and overwhelming. Everyone tells you you're the best, and I'm starting to think it's just because they want me to stay and spend money on their classes, their concerts, their exhibitions, their movies. Not to sound like a downer, I love it here. I'm not moving anytime soon. But this week LA's isms have me overwhelmed.

Tomorrow: Head shots. (FOR FREE! O YEA!)
Goal: Get a good shot that makes me look like the girl next door/best friend