Back on set, late night shoot. I’d really missed this. (Don’t talk shit about my big coat it’s cold for L.A.)

I’ve accepted it. With the conclusion of my half birthday party (ok, weekend) I’m officially 30.

As of this moment, I am no longer accepting “you’re so strong” as a compliment. If someone does tell me that, I will be responding with “well the alternative was dying :/“ so we can both feel awkward. It’s only fair.

Starting my tolerance of things back at zero is wild…what do you mean I can only handle decaf?

It doesn’t look like much, but it’s progress. Got a long way to go before I’m back in tip top shape but I’m determined.

The reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated.

Please help settle a debate: the song frere jacquez is it ding ding dong or ding dang dong? Google says the former but I’ve only ever heard the latter.

First weekend of the new year is setting a precedent I’m pretty happy with.

DPs don’t get enough credit sometimes but all the ones I’ve had were magic.

@oncefuturenovab.bsky.social

Yes, the rumors are true:

✅ I have always been cute
✅ I have always been camera-ready
✅ I have always had something to say ☝🏽