Author. Speaker. Recovering Narcissist.
"I watch the ripples change their size But never leave the stream Of warm impermanence And so the days float through my eyes But still the days seem the same" - David Bowie Lying under the covers, I check my phone to confirm the alarm feature is turned on. As I tally up the … Continue reading Nothing Changes if Nothing Changes
His name was Duke. A delicious, twenty-something tall drink of London with dirty blonde hair, emerald eyes and sun-kissed abs. I usually dug the Mario’s and Antonio’s of the world, but with Duke, I made an exception. He was the precursor to David Beckham, only without the tanorexic Spice wife, four kids and bank roll. … Continue reading Jellyfish
This is a continuation of "So this ex-stripper and a gay dude walk in to a bar..." -which is a true story of what went down during a visit to Hollywood, after my TV pilot interview. "Just one drink," I promised. The room was sparse, with just four customers sitting two rows back from the stage. … Continue reading Valentina: When Old Meets New
Christine Macdonald 