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Hello! And thank you for visiting my website!
I grew up in a small town 20 minutes south of Boston, Massachusetts. It was a typical childhood: school plays, slumber parties, getting kicked out of girl scouts (I was a talkative young lady.) But one activity that always remained the same, and was central to my childhood, was my involvement, one way or another, in the performing arts.
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Both of my parents were very involved in the arts, and were happy to share that love with all three of their children. From the time I could walk, my mom would regularly bring me to the ballet. And, as a result, I knew exactly what I wanted to be when I grew up: a prima ballerina. You know that song “At the Ballet” from A Chorus Line? Well, that was the story of my life. I wanted nothing more, and immediately demanded that I begin my training. I studied with the Boston Ballet from the age of four, and by the time I was seven, I was in their professional track. I had my life all planned out, and as far as I was concerned, was on my way to making it happen. Yes, at four years old.
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But, there came a point a few years into fulfilling my life plan when I realized that ballerinas don’t talk. Or sing. Ever. That turned out to be my deal-breaker. Even though I loved it, the girl who had been kicked out of girl scouts for talking too much in me wasn’t going to be satisfied by tutus and tiaras and the metaphoric duct-tape over the mouth.
So, I figured if ballet wasn’t going to work out, how else could I be onstage dancing AND open my mouth? Well, where my mother had exposed me to ballet, my father had also exposed me to musical theatre. My father was always singing standards and showtunes (more often than not off-key) around the house. He started taking me to see the national tours of big Broadway shows a few years after my mom started taking me to the ballet. And as much as I had fallen in love with ballet, I fell in love with musical theatre.
So, when I had finally had enough – what I like to call my “life-changing epiphany,” at the wise-old-age of 15 - I nervously auditioned for my high school’s production of Once Upon a Mattress. I landed the lead and was sold. Now I REALLY knew what I wanted to be when I grew up. The following spring I started doing community theatre, landing the role of Anne in La Cage Aux Folles at the Company Theatre in my hometown (and lying about my age to do so.) In my senior year of high school I became an official professional playing the cow’s rear-end and understudying Louise in a regional production of Gypsy, earning my first paycheck!
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I continued to work professionally onstage through college, working at the Gap, teaching, nannying and waitressing to pay the bills between shows. I attended Manhattanville College in Purchase, NY on full academic and artistic scholarship for Theatre and Criminal Justice, where I graduated Suma Cum Laude in 2007. I thought law would be an appropriate backup as I figured I could parlay my theatricality into litigation if a career onstage did not work out. And, besides, arguing has been a skill of mine since I was young.
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Upon graduating, I packed up and moved to the Big Apple to take on this career full throttle. And I am very happy and fortunate to say that I have been working non-stop since.
I currently live in a hotel room in Anytown, U.S.A., working on my current show. Please check the News page for current projects.
Thank you so much for taking the time to visit.
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