I know, I know, I know, right? Who the heck is this ethnically ambiguous being fresh and hot off the press? Let me clear it up for you.
A volleyball-playing-Arab-immigrant and a barrel-racing-rodeo-debutant joined forces and created the ballerina in the picture you see above. You may be thinking, "Wow, she looks like Willy-Wonka in that photo.". You know what I'm thinking? You're exactly right.
Growing up, it was imperative to my mom and dad that everyone eat at the dinner table together and say something that you learned that day. What I learned was to make my family laugh and give my dog food under the table in order for him to snuggle with me at night.
I sing songs, say words on a page that make cents*, and make you laugh. Think of me as your personal Jenny Slate-type-that-also-sings? Life isn't easy and is also sometimes boring, so...go to the theater, damnit.
Alright...this is getting too deep. Let's get some falafel at Manousheh**.
*a play on words.
*193 Bleecker St, New York, NY 10012