I live in New York. I am a comedian, writer and actor. My day job is blogging for VH1.com. I write about the silly things celebrities and pop stars do, so you know...God's work.
You may have seen my writing on many other reputable websites (The Huffington Post, Hello Giggles, xojane.com, The Hairpin, Splitsider, The FW, etc.). I also write crazy blogs about Game of Thrones, Magneto and Jeff Goldblum.
I don't want to talk about anything with you except Star Trek Into Darkness.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Why I Loved Being A YMCA Indian Guide (Even Though It Was Pretty Racist) | xojane.com
Look, if I could go back in time and yell at my mother for one thing, it would be for convincing me that it was okay for me at nine years old to dress up with a feather headband and call myself “Dancing Moon” in a room full of other socially awkward white kids—especially since before we started Indian Guides, I literally asked her, “Are you sure this is okay?”
I would not yell at her for putting me with a group of other socially awkward (and welcoming) boys and girls, though. She thought she was doing the right thing.
This piece is just how it really sucked that growing up in my home town there was either the sexism of the Boys and Girls Scouts or the offensive racial stereotyping of the YMCA Indian Guides to choose from. I preferred the group where being a girl wasn’t what defined me. That’s all.
IHTM: I Have Psoriasis | xoJane.com
Oh, look! I got to talk about something else gross about myself for xoJane.com!
I’m also home sick from work today due to “womyn’s issues” and cried both times I watched the Les Miserables trailer because my uterus feels like lead and Anne Hathaway’s sing-sob and HORMONES.
What do you want to overshare today, internet?
I've Got Premenstrual Dysphoric Disorder: Here's How I Dealt With It | xojane.com
This is the article that I hope proves that I didn’t grow up into the discreet lady that my mother wanted me to be, but I am the ballsy bitch that she needed me to be.
Also, I’m sort of scared that I even wrote this and put it on the internet, but who knows? Maybe it’ll help someone. Even if that someone is a friend who just wants to better understand why I flake out from social events or feel the need to apologize for sudden mood swings.
I'm Afraid I'm a Manic Pixie Dream Girl | xojane.com
I wrote this for xojane.com. I’ve been mentally and emotionally dealing with this for a while. Basically, I realized last year that, like everyone, I’m a cliche*. My cliche happens to be that “manic pixie quirky adorkable grown up nerd girl who gets awkward around dudes.”
Sometimes we stare into the void and someone who owns an ocarina in her twenties stares back.
*We all fit some kind of personality trope, even if we’re weirdos. Then we fit the weirdo trope.
A few years ago, I was called for jury duty, but I didn’t try to wiggle out of it. I was young and naive and I was working a boring job at a boring company that offered full paid time off for jury duty.
So, when it was announced in the court room that the trial I was up for was an actual MURDER TRIAL, I was all, “Oh, please God, yes! Sign me up and strap me in! I want to go on a 3D ride through our nation’s justice system! And I want paid time off away from my cubicle!”
It Happened To Me: I Was on the Jury for a Murder Trial | xojane.com
I wrote this because it happened to me. Also, I’m proud of this.
(Yes, this is my first time writing for xojane.com. So I’m excited.)
