I sat in a chair in a brightly lit office in Los Angeles, opposite a beautiful woman — a talent agent. I cried my way to the car, didn’t know what to say to the agent in L.A. I cut my hair and contemplated a tattoo, but didn’t know what to brand myself with. No one knew where you were,” the L.A. agent said to me. They may have wanted the Emmy Award-winning girl they saw in a show, but they didn’t want the young woman they saw before them.

Source: thestar June 02, 2019 11:02 UTC