Friday, June 3, 2011


June 3rd is one of my favorite days of the year.  I am one of those obnoxious people who loves their birthday.  I can't help it.  To me, it's just a day of sheer joy and utter goodness.  And today, on my day of birth, I am turning thirty.  A few months ago this number scared me.  I had a some tears about what it means and where I thought I should be and all of that mumbo jumbo.  But then, a few months went by and now here I stand a 30 year old woman and I couldn't be more excited or proud about it.  

{warning: this is long!}

Something that I have never talked about on my blog is my severe issues with body image and food.  If you know me outside of the blog, you know that this has been a current that runs through my entire life and controls me like a puppet string.  When I started modeling full-time things got a little out of control.  Then I stopped modeling and felt like I had truly lost control because I was eating again.  I have always had meltdowns about my weight and how I look.  Like, sit in the closet balling my eyes out because I can't find anything to wear that looks good on me kind of meltdowns.  

Last November, I had the largest meltdown of my life.  I was hysterical.  I absolutely hated myself and all of the fat that I felt was on my body.  I thought I was disgusting and a disgrace.  It was nasty.  

A few days after  my monster meltdown, I heard about Portia deRossi's book, Unbearable Lightness, and I read it cover to cover in a day.  It touched me in such a deep and profound way that I really thought this book was going to change my life.  I stood in line at a local Borders to get the book signed by the beautiful author and when I got to the table, I simply (and ever so dramatically) thanked her for writing the book because I felt like it really inspired me to make a change.  She looked at me, and said, "Good because life is just too short.  Enjoy it."  

It was about January when I finally decided to take action against the little body image demons that Portia talks about in her book.  I did something unheard of for me.  I hired a personal trainer.  I made a commitment (on paper) to go twice a week to meet this trainer at the gym where I had a membership that I used maybe once a month.  I told no one except my husband.  Mostly because I knew that I would never stick to such a strict work out regimen.  I didn't want people to know that I had failed.  So I kept it very tightly under wraps.  

My goal was to feel better about myself by my 30th birthday.  I'm sure I said that I wanted to "lose ten pounds" or "lose 5 inches around my hips" since I had been measuring myself with a tape measure everyday for at least two years.  Secretly, I knew that this was a pipe dream.  It was only six months away and I hated working out.  How could I ever feel good about myself again?  

Yesterday morning, I left the gym in tears.  Tears for what I have accomplished.  I literally felt overwhelmed with pride and a feeling of success.  I did it.  I stuck to the plan, I met with my trainer at the gym twice a week and for the first time in my life I do not know how much I weigh or what my measurements are.  And that feels great.  I feel liberated and healthy.  I feel stronger and leaner and most importantly I feel empowered.  

I wanted to share this story with you all because it's such a huge part of me.  I have struggling with this for a very long time and while I know it will never go away completely, for now I have found a way to silence it.  And this is the greatest birthday gift of all.  

I am thrilled about turning thirty.  A lot of people get all upset and feel really bad about it.  Not me, I'm excited.  If thirty is doing things that make you happy, knowing who you are, what you believe in and living life accordingly....if it's having a career that you absolutely love and friendships that you can't live without...if it's being in a marriage that is deeply rooted in love and respect...if it's being able to let go, say I'm sorry and have no regrets...if it's pushing yourself to be better and to learn new things...if it's building a family and a home...if it's conquering your fears and calling upon your warrior self...if it's being honest and confidant about who you are and what you need from others...if that is 30, then I'm all in!  That's what 30 seems like it will be, so I plan on hopping on a plane first thing in the morning and flying to Cabo with my one true love to ring in the beginning of what I know will be a remarkable decade.  

Thank you for allowing me to share my thoughts about this, you are the best.  

P.S. - I want that rainbow cake for my birthday in the worst way!  Isn't it awesome?  

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Wedding Wednesday - best wishes

Exciting times.  Many "best wishes" have been flying out of my mouth lately.  

Best Wishes #1 
This gorgeous girl (aka: my bestie) got engaged last weekend.  I am giddy with excitement for her and her lovely fiance.  All I want to do is fly to NYC so I can sit in a bookstore cafe with her and page through Bridal magazines dreaming of her perfect wedding.  A lot like we did when we were 20.  Best wishes B! 

Best Wishes #2
My first wedding of 2011!  I was excited, thrilled and a little bit scared.  The night ended with a beautifully happy Mr. and Mrs.  What more can you ask for?  Best wishes D & L!  

Best Wishes #3 
Another very exciting engagement.  Best wishes to a pair of SoCal friends who always manage to brighten my day when I spend time with them.  I am so happy for you!  

Etiquette says that you are supposed to say "best wishes" to the Bride and "congratulations" to the Groom.  I have adopted this, but I say best wishes to the couple.  I'm not sure why Emily Post says to do this, but I like to do it because I feel that Congratulations feels very final.  Job well done-like.  But to me, best wishes says your journey is just beginning and I wish you the best upon it.  Best wishes for a life filled with laughter, love and everything you dream of for yourself.  Best wishes says all that I feel in my heart.  It may sound cheese-tastic, but it's the truth.