I’m in Entertainment Weekly.
That’s the absolute last magazine I’d ever thought I’d be in…well…I guess it’s tied with Glamour, Vogue, Seventeen, and…well any magazine that expects a woman to wear makeup and cater to what society demands.
It was quite a shock to actually hold the magazine in my hands and see myself all glossy and such. I immediately thought of my father, and how he’d be going nuts about it.
I’m holding up the orange flare like a crooked statue of Liberty if she had pink hair, was Puerto Rican, and in Fiji. It makes me look like a serious bad ass, since everyone next to me is shivering and miserable, and I’m in a red (hot Latin flavor) tank top.
Does this mean something? Ha! I guess you’ll have to find out by watching the show!
9:00PM on the 25th of July!
Season 1 Episode 7!
There’s a bit of pride I feel about having my picture in a shiny magazine, though not for the average reasons you might tink. Sure the picture is cool, but I’m thrilled that I’m sweaty, dirty, stinky, and without makeup (I haven’t worn it in YEARS!) in a magazine where the vast majority of featured folks (not saying being in the top corner of an advertisement is “featured” at all) focus on how they look, how they come across, and how people view them.
I am proud to continue to stand by my mantra: Never dress to impress. Simply impress with your talent.
I could be in a tutu, as long as I’m physically comfortable, I don’t give half a damn about what I’m wearing. When I travel I carry only a carry-on, no matter how long the stay. Read Simply Living, Simply Loving, for a more clear idea of exactly how I feel on the subject.
Check out the close up view of free advertisement.
Maybe the ad will inspire folks to watch the show.
Maybe when you watch my episode, you’ll be inspired.
Maybe amazing things will come of this.
What I do know is I’m working on a presentation. The owner of the Allen Theater in Annville, Pennsylvania has told me I can present my story as I see fit.
Stay tuned for an upcoming event at one of the top twelve greatest small theaters in the country!
Live, laugh, love, dance.
AND…watch 72 Hours. 🙂