My birthday was last Wednesday, and while on my way out the door to meet my friends for dinner and drinks, I made a quick lip-syncing music video. I chose this song because it summarizes how I'm feeling about this whole coming of age thing, and also for nostalgic reasons (it reminds me of my cousin and I making similar music videos in our teenage years). It took me this long to post it because directly following my birthday, I left New York to go on a retreat/workshop in Mystic, Connecticut. There was no internet and hardly any service, but there was tons of creativity and a whole lotta love. Now, upon getting back to the city, I am leaving for California tomorrow, only to return on Sunday. I barely unpacked my suitcase (only to do laundry basically) and am re-packing it all to head out west for work (and some play). As you can tell, my life is in a constant state of GO right now, but it's not stopping me from taking the time to celebrate the little things in life (like my fear of getting older). Kidding. But as far as I'm concerned, no matter how crazy busy my life gets, I will always take the time to make silly music videos and dance around my bedroom (even if it's while I'm running out the door to make dinner reservations - which is why this cuts out at the end). So here's to everyone else struggling with their Peter Pan complex! (You know who you are)
I know it's been quite some time since I've posted anything new on here (what the heck, man?!), but it's only because I have been so busy with traveling and working on various projects! For the Fourth of July I was in Maine with a group of friends (and no internet), and then upon coming back to the city, I delved into a series of new scripts, screenplays, and even a music video. It's been a little nuts (in the best way possible) and I would like to take the time now to share some of it with you.
About a month ago, my friend (Leta) and I decided we wanted to recreate a music video that spoke to both of us in a very loud and powerful way. It was Sara Barielle's music video for her new single titled "Brave" (which I've mentioned on my blog before) and we wanted to tackle it as a new creative project. So Leta sent out emails to our friends, and invited them to be a part of this process (which was basically asking people to join us dancing around Manhattan, Queens, and Brooklyn for a weekend). Eventually we got a group finalized and a schedule set. We were to record these six individuals (and ourselves) the weekend of July 13th (last weekend). This is what happened:
We started filming in Queens at 11am, and ended the day at 5pm on the Williamsburg Bridge. There was A LOT of walking and traveling involved (and with the horrible train service on the weekend, we definitely had our moments of exhaustion), but we bravely (ha, get it!) conquered all the obstacles in our way and had a great time with our fellow dancers at each location.
As you can see, I didn't take many photos on DAY TWO. After the first day of recording, and already starting to edit the footage we shot, I decided I wanted to make more of a behind-the-scenes reel of this process. So to give you a sneak peak, this is an interview Leta and I had right before filming my dance:
There's a couple more interviews with Kevin and Lindsey on my YouTube Page, which you should totally check out. I just didn't want to overwhelm y'all with too many videos on one blog post! Also, I'll be posting more footage and fun facts about this process as I continue to edit the music video. Hopefully in about two to five weeks, we'll release our own version of it. And it will be awesome.
This (points above) is what we are attempting to re-create. Sara told us that she wanted to see us be brave, and that's exactly what she's gonna get!
It's a beautiful feeling to wake up to a day where you have nothing planned, nowhere to be, and no agenda to follow. Since I have been on the go so much lately, I found myself very grateful to spend yesterday at home. I highly recommend to each and every one of you that when you find yourself face to face with a situation such as this, you should treat yourself to a few of your favorite things. And that's exactly what I did.
I began the day by going up to my roof with my yoga mat (every intention in mind to listen to the Yoga to the People podcast I enjoy so much) but upon lying down I felt tiny drops of water falling on top of me. With the the fear of damaging my electronics, I threw them inside (not literally) and decided to embrace the weather as I continued to do my yoga with no guidance whatsoever. It was truly the most spiritual experience I've had in a long time. My head (which is usually flooded with thought after thought) was clear as could be, and as I ended the session, I found myself crying with happiness. Something definitely shifted within me, and I just threw my head back, laughed a big belly laugh, and felt the water graze down my cheek bones.
Following that beautiful moment, I went to the grocery store and saw that strawberries were on sale, 2 for $5. I took that as a sign that I should bake a strawberry pie as an early 4th of July present for my roommates. (Side note: When my roommate, Chrissy, came home yesterday evening, she told me how she was just telling her friends how I often bake pies. They asked if I was very domestic, and she responded with, "No. Not really. She's the kind of person who will be out until 4 a.m. and then wake up hungover and bake a pie." That made me laugh really hard. And no I was not hungover yesterday.) Honestly, I never was much of a baker growing up, with the exception of using my amazing Easy Bake Oven. I tended more towards the cooking aspect of meals, and loved to just throw things together and see what came out (for my college friends, I apologize for several meals I made you endure). And I used to think that baking required so much accuracy and consistency (and math, which I just hated). Over the past year though, I've noticed that I much more enjoy baking cookies, pies, and sugary treats for my friends and loved ones. There's probably a great deal of therapy that I could perform on myself for this sudden shift in behavior (mostly feeling the need to control certain things in my life when other areas feel so out of balance). But we don't need to go that far down the rabbit hole today.
Pies have actually played a very large part in my life. When I was younger, my Grandma (and one of my favorite people) would take all of us out to Baker's Square or Marie Calendar's. She would order half a slice of berry pie, heated up, with a scoop of vanilla ice cream. If she was daring, she would order an entire slice and save the other half for dinner. This was the type of woman who bought a silver mustang in her seventies, along with matching silver shoes and a silver purse. She would allow us grandchildren to eat dessert before meals, would always have party poppers at Christmas Eve, and held family above anything else in her life. She passed away in 2009, and every year since then, I have celebrated her birthday with a slice of pie. I chose to celebrate the anniversary of her birth, because she taught me so much about the importance of living and making this life count. I definitely learned a lot from her, especially how to enjoy the simple things in life.
So in honor of my Grandma, summer, and a new month beginning today, I strongly urge you to take some time for yourself and enjoy some of your favorite things. Eat dessert before dinner. Enjoy a picnic on the roof or in a park. Dance around listening to Thurston Harris & The Sharps "Little Bitty Pretty One" or The Supreme's "Ain't No Mountain High Enough". Do the things that make you genuinely happy (and it might not be any of these ideas that I'm throwing out there). But it's important to be kind to yourself and treat yourself with love. Trust me. It's contagious. Pass it around. Until then, message me if you want the recipe I used for strawberry pie, or if you want me to send you a slice.