As all good and uncertain things do, my reign as Miss Nevada United States finally came to an end. Turns out they only give it to you for a year, regardless of how impressive you were as queen. Also, you cannot be voted in for a second term. I should know. I tried lobbying. I’ve READ MORE
In my last week as the reigning Miss Nevada United States, I busted my butt to do as MANY appearances as I could. My logic went as follows: If my sash wasn’t RATTY and DISGUSTINGLY FILTHY with makeup, self tanner, sweat, and unrecognizable stains by the time I passed on the crown, I hadn’t done
Since the New Year, life has been (shocker!) a non-stop train of appearances, conventions, fashion shows, interviews, articles, and editing. I’ve also tried to maintain a steady schedule of yoga, exercise and down time to balance my coffee intake and workload (HAH- guess how THAT’S going). But mostly, it feels like I’ve been burning the
Dear 2013, I didn’t know what to make of you when I first met you as a disco ninja. I’d never spent an evening dressed in a mirror-covered costume before, frolicking about a party. It was my first evening in Las Vegas as such a character. I should have guessed that was your way of
When the designer of Bettie Page Clothing asked if I wanted to be one of her models at LA Fashion Week, it took me about all of two seconds to reply, “No Duh.” While it’d been YEARS since I’d walked a runway (and never one of that magnitude), it was a new adventure and I
When USA Today asked me to cover I Heart Radio, my immediate response was, “Absolutely!” But the high and excitement associated with this new found adventure was almost immediately followed by worry and dread. I’d never worked a red carpet event before. What if I didn’t ask the right questions? Would I get star struck
I’d say some weekends in Vegas are more eventful than others. But when over 80 celebrities, actors, and musicians assemble for the largest festival weekend in radio history (including Elton John and Paul McCartney), it’s bound to be epic.