Overture

I honestly don't know how I'm going to do it.

I remember that day back in 2013 when I decided I would audition for my first play. I had never acted before. I was working with a contractor making technical drawings for an apartment complex being built in Rayne, Louisiana. I had just graduated college. I was miserable. I knew I had just finished a degree in something I didn't want to spend my life doing. But I had never given myself a shot at being myself. Ever. So, I had no clue what I wanted to do. Depression had tightened its grip on my neck and I desperately wanted to break free. My solution? Get out of the house. I bought a ticket to go see a play.

It was a community play, "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" by Dale Wasserman at a local theatre in Downtown, Lafayette. The performances were stellar. The set design was amazing. The costumes, the packed house, the story...I felt the dark grip around my neck loosen and I had a wild thought...when are the next auditions?

Fast forward to 2025. I've dived deep into the entertainment world. Since the evening of my first community theatre experience I've been very lucky to enjoy playing amazing roles such as Babe Botrelle in Crimes of the Heart, Velma Kelly in Chicago, Maggie the Cat in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof and most recently Mimi Márquez in RENT. I have a film and TV acting agent and have done 20+ commercials, I've acted in feature films and short films and I've even produced my very own projects; a narrative short, a three-part visual album, a music video and a feature film.

Last year I recorded my own 11-song album of original music with a 7-piece band. To date, that's perhaps the most extraordinary experience out of all the work I've had the pleasure of doing. I have no background in music beyond my great passion for song and storytelling. I've spent years yearning terribly over who I am, what I have to say or how my inner world would sound out loud.

I never though I'd create a project like the one I just led -- and not by my self, with a world-class team of musicians who believe in me and my voice.

As I write this blog post (my very first one), I remember how earlier today at my restaurant job I wondered "how the fuck will I ever see my dreams come true?", and I realize I never knew how I'd ever do what I've done so far and am still I'm doing. And somehow, that never mattered.