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Bella Bovine singing “Somewhere Ovah the Rainbow” in Confederacy

This was taken by my friend, George, before a shoot in Beachwood Canyon for a wine promo. He and I were playing a couple dancing at a party. Fun fact : George and I weren’t a couple anymore and he doesn’t drink.

This was taken by my friend, George before a shoot in Beachwood Canyon for a wine promo. He and I were playing a couple dancing at a party. Fun fact : George and I weren’t a couple anymore. He’d quit drinking as well.

Not acting, but a promo for Shapermint. I’m not real sure what’s going on with that tweak in my hair. Ummmmmm…… And man, do I take myself seriously, I mean, SERIOUSLY! (insert eye roll)

There was a contest. There was a piece of paper with words - no character description or context whatsoever. So I went dark. Quite dark. I didn’t win, but the directors reached out to me. Apparently, they liked dark.

Here I am playing “Tiger’s Mom” in Future Man. Tiger was played by Eliza Coupe, a fine New Hampshire gal, who was suuuuper sweet and friendly on set. Loved her in Happy Endings and was thrilled to see she’s just as cool in person.

Here I am playing “Tiger’s Mom” in Future Man. Tiger was played by Eliza Coupe, a fine New Hampshire gal, who was suuuuper sweet and friendly on set. Loved her in Happy Endings and was thrilled to see she’s just as cool in person.

Yes. I’m nuts.

Here I am on Station 19. This was just a background gig, but I ran my ass off in what is about 20 pounds of clothes, from 10pm to 4am, in downtown LA summer heat. Funny-not-so-funny story: my hair extensions got so sweaty and matted underneath this helmet that I had to not only cut them out, but cut my hair - and I mean, 8 inches shorter. It was the only time I ever cried chopping my hair. (Will share that story - and pictures) in my blog.

Here I am on Station 19. This was just a background gig, but I ran my ass off in what is about 20 pounds of clothes, from 10pm to 4am, in downtown LA summer heat. Funny-not-so-funny story: my hair extensions got so sweaty and matted underneath this helmet that I had to not only cut them out, but cut my hair - and I mean, 8 inches shorter. It was the only time I ever cried chopping my hair. (Will share that story - and pictures) in my blog.