Photo by Ron Glow
Just the Facts
- I grew up in Rhode Island.
- I am a youngest child, which means I really like attention.
- I majored in Theater Studies at Yale.
- I have lived my entire adult life in New York City.
- I am married.
Beyond the Facts
Me as a Teenager
I spent a lot of time feeling devastated because some boy I was in love with didn’t love me back. I was always in love with someone, and they pretty much never loved me back, so being devastated was steady work.
I was the kid in class who raised her hand way too often. I was not popular. I had a few close friends who were genuine and funny and smart and who had my back. Thirty years later, I still remember their home phone numbers.
I was a lot like who I am today, but with much more extreme emotions. I laughed a lot. I cried A LOT. Occasionally I did both at the same time.
I was a theater geek who finally found her tribe with the other theater geeks. I loved being on stage. I played Rosie in “Bye Bye, Birdie” and Rizzo in “Grease.” I was sure I was destined to be a huge star. (I may have been a triple threat in the context of my small-town high school, but in the wider world I was only a minor threat).
I dressed for maximum attention. My mother once characterized one of my school outfits as “French whore.” To her credit, she laughed when she said it and didn’t make me change out of the fishnet stockings, miniskirt and high heels or scrub off the bright red lipstick. I’ve always been grateful to her for that.
I really liked makeup. I spent about half an hour every day applying glittering eyeshadow sunsets. Now, on the rare occasions when I wear makeup, I feel like I’m in drag.
I wasn’t always as kind as I could have been. That’s probably my biggest regret.
I was highly opinionated. I am still highly opinionated. I have no regrets about that.