Did you know that I am in a band? Every year for the past five years or so I have sung with this group of amazingly talented people….for one gig a year. That’s right. My band plays just one time a year. For the Annual Christmas Party of CNL Bank in downtown Orlando. We have a great time, play great music, and say to each other…we should do this more often. Every year we say, wouldn’t it be fun to play music for other holiday parties?  Well, after five years of saying that, I have decided to go ahead and do it. While I won’t be offering a full band, myself and a talented pianist are available to liven up your holiday party or event. Whether it be a short performance, a group sing a long, or background dinner music, let us take your party to the next level. Head over to my Entertainment page to hear samples, get more information or book an event....

One of the things I love about being an actress is that I get to play pretend. I mean, come on. Who doesn’t wish they could be someone else every once in a while? I think that is what drew me into theater as  a young girl, the thought of being someone else, taking on another personality…and it was, normal. Applauded even. Stepping into someone else’s life, being someone you could never dream of being, behaving in a way that is completely different from how you behave, saying things you didn’t know you could say. It’s very alluring. Today I took on the persona of Roxy Hart from the musical Chicago. It was fun. She is so very different from me. I sang for a convention at a hotel near Universal Studios. Their theme was “All That Jazz”, so it seemed fitting to have someone come in dressed in a flapper dress and sing “All That Jazz” from Chicago, with all new words fitting their program of course. As I worked the crowd in my fringed dress and pearls, singing lyrics like, “Start this conference, it’s a whoopee spot…where the ice tea’s cold, but the program’s HOT”…I could tell they were digging it. I channeled Catherine Zeta Jones AND Renee Zellweger….and the crowd loved it. I belted out the last chorus and had them on their feet at the end. It was great. It was a little awkward walking through the hotel towards the parking lot, in my fringed flapper dress and headband, no longer protected by the convention banners announcing why I was there. I got a few glances and judgmental stares. I started to feel like Julia Roberts character in Pretty Woman as she walked through the Beverly Wilshire. I refrained myself...