Why is it that time flies like a G6 when you are in NYC? Since I got here Thursday afternoon I have experienced more, walked more, talked more, met more people, shopped more and been challenged artistically more than I have in a whole month in LA. NYC is the most amazing city in the world. No doubt! I’m almost contemplating moving here again. That is a feeling I haven’t had in over a year since I’m actually quite happy in LA. But I’m really in love with doing theater
3 hours of sleep and then off to LAX to catch my 6 am flight to NYC. Boom! After 4,5 hours on an overbooked Delta flight and a 55 usd taxi ride later I was on The Upper West Side ready for my chiropractor appointment. My back and ankle have been acting out lately and the only guy I know who can fix it is Dr. Harold Briks on West 75th. Completely spaced out, but grounded and relaxed after the treatment I went straight home to my friend and Co
Who: Singer, song writer & actress Marisa Lauren. Born in Tierra Verde, Florida. Today Marisa lives and works in Los Angeles. Where: You have probably either seen Marisa on the TV show ‘90210′, on ‘Greek’ or you might have heard her music, which she writes her self. Marisa started modeling as a kid and quickly fell into acting. She has since worked her way up and made a name for herself among the tops in Hollywood. Hard work, talent, focus, beauty and brains is securing this lady a bright future.
Just got this little rough-cut clip from my upcoming feature film about the famous Bernhard Madoff who was the operator of largest ponzi scheme in history. I play Babette, one of Bernie’s ‘bankster’ girls, who launder his money for him. The footage is not at all done, but it shows the ‘ice queen‘ side of me haha ;-). And I’m curious to see the whole movie. If you follow the news, Madoff is only one of many, many Wall Street boys who didn’t play by the book. A top of an
Yesterday at my friend’s birthday party I met a man from France. Nothing really crazy or extraordinaire about that since it seems that L.A. has it’s own little ‘Quartier de Paris‘. However, one of the topics we came upon was the French actress Emmanuelle Beart, who I remember best from ‘Manon of The Spring‘. Later at home cozy on my little zebra rug in front of my fireplace I began watching old movies and clips with the French beauty and suddenly I was caught up in what I would call