What a time it’s been. Flying at the speed of light we’ve arrived at spring. Or so it feels. I took a pause, Rip Van Winkle style and awoke to signs winter is finally over. Unlike the notorious RVW, I emerged rather well preserved if I may say. The trick Read more
Queen Elizabeth died. I tested positive for Covid.We both had a good long run. No I am not comparing myself to one of the longest reigning monarchs of all time. But at the end of the day we are all dust and ashes. And before that we are a multitude Read more
New Year. New trends. I’m jumping on the Women Crush Wednesday wagon to scream about my castmate Heather Alicia Simms. As you probably know (endless social media posts, sorry not sorry), last night was the season premier of Kings of Napa, a new drama on OWNtv that I am thrilled Read more
Wrong spelling, right energy. Attitude may not be everything but it’s more than 50 percent.I’m keeping it simple today. I am grateful for so many things, among them the privilege of sharing my art with the world. I’m grateful to be a working actor. I’m grateful for all the positive Read more
My moods are tribute to the great Zora Neale Hurston. The swings are swift and constant. This February seemed extra long. Or maybe it was just this week. The highs were giddy. But the lows were crushing. I had the amazing fortune to work with one of my best friends. Read more
You love too don’t you? How do you love? That’s what I heard each time I was asked the question “How was your Valentine’s Day?”Oh perception. It’s just small talk. Tiny talk for this week’s Monday. It is Tuesday, because there was a real holiday on Monday. But I am Read more
Why are romantics hopeless? Isn’t hope the basic foundation for romance? It’s the thing you’re pinning your bets on when you take a chance with your heart. You are *actively* hoping for a happy ending. I am an unabashed romantic. I am also a practical romantic. Is that an oxymoron? Read more
I’ve finished all my Christmas chocolates. The rich dark brick from ChocoSol. The bar from SOMA with decadent cocoa nibs sprinkled across it. The Camino single origin. All gone. These are not bars for binging. They are artisanal, imagine a Lady Danbury eyebrow arch, to be savoured square by square. Read more