hey baby, nice hoodie

I look confused.

hey mom

Let me borrow that DRESS!

hey family

What year is this? 84? 83? Whose house is that? Why don't I know these things! Why am I shouting? Somebody give me my pacifier.

hey baby, cool vest

I am probably pooping.

My So-Called Website

Hello.

Tell me. What's worse? Not having a website at all OR having a website where none of the links work?

The person who was working on the problem has bailed. I've been left to my own devices. So far I've discovered that completely ignoring the problem has done nothing to fix the problem. Neither has stewing in my own shame and embarrassment over it. At least not so far!

Having a malfunctioning website would be fine if I didn't care, but I do care. Because for every day that my website goes unfixed, I feel as if I am one step closer to becoming a homeless person. And the homeless people in Los Angeles are a different breed. I'm not sure I'm cut out for it.

Los Angeles has been full of tacos and sunshine and hikes and auditions. This picture is from a shoot earlier this week. I wear wigs for a living. It's silly.