My Best Pleather Pants


It’s that time of year again! Halloween? No. Autumn? No. The season when you order the one pumpkin spice latte you’ll have all year and then immediately get sneered at by the barista because, ‘How can you get anymore basic, you dumb white girl?’ No! (but also yes!) It is in fact, the time of the year when it becomes relatively comfortable to wear pleather! Hooray! Kinda!

Yes, piggybacking off the only season where wearing a vest seems weather appropriate, the pleather season begins, if anyone calls it that. I’m not a huge fan of the stuff, but I like to bust it out from time to time when I’m doing a show or going to a concert or really want to weird out someone’s parents.



I love mixing pleather pants with a classy conservative top, because I like the idea of mixing high class with OMG weird punk rock sex party. (And not even a good sex party with leather, like a cheap sex party with plastic on all the couches.) I feel like this is the only way one can accomplish wearing pleather without looking like a complete tool, but hey, I could be wrong.



I wore this outfit to Roast Battle Boston, a roast battle in Boston. What’s a roast battle? It’s a comedy show in which comics write means jokes about each other. Someone wins, and the other one tries not to weep themselves into oblivion.

Sometimes roast battles can be kind of a nightmare if you don’t really know the person or actually don’t like the person. The latter sounds great in theory, but jokes along the lines of ‘You are a garbage human being and I hope you die a painful death,’ are not usually that funny, especially if they are coming your direction.

I roast battled my friend Mike, who I started comedy with, so it was a lot of fun. Also, I WON, which made the night significantly better. Mike did say I looked like Lyle Lovett but the joke’s on him cuz I have no idea who that is and refuse to google it. I have a sneaking suspicion he is very unattractive and was once married to Julia Roberts. But I digress.

I’m completely in love with the shoes I’m wearing. They are cool and old timey looking plus they have a nice heel and are easy to walk in. Definitely a win in my book.

Shoes fit for THE BEST sepia toned IG filter.

My earrings are one of my favorite pairs. They are made of beetle wings, which yeah is kinda gross but ooooh so awesome. I’d rather be wearing a dead beetle than hanging out with a live one. I got them at Artists and Fleas an incredible art/flea market in in Brooklyn.


The shirt is from Primark and the pants are from H&M, cuz come you guys, if I was a billionaire, I wouldn’t be wearing pleather in the first place.

That’s all for now! Next up! A very halloweenie Halloween!

Interested in seeing a Roast Battle Boston? Get tix/info here!

I Wear The Black Hat


At long last! Fall is here and up until recently, it’s been a particularly warm one. I was still feeling a bit beachy, but wanted to embrace the gothiness of fall, which is how this whole outfit happened.

And oh man this hat. This is most certainly a hat. A hat that is most certainly a commitment. I’m not sure if you can tell from the pictures just how gigantic it is, but that’s kind of the point. If you don’t want to be noticed this is not the hat for you. It is also not the hat for you if you happen to walk around in windy places because it will blow off your head, pretty much immediately. That being said, I love the damn thing. I got it in a delightful little store in Martha’s Vineyard that for the life of me I can’t remember the name of. My memory has been blocked by the sheer vastness of this hat.

At long last! I have the power to block out the sun!

I got the skirt in a Tibetan gift shop, aptly named Tibetan Gift Shop while I was in Chatham, Cape Cod. Everything there is pretty funky and inexpensive, which is the exact opposite of every other store in Chatham. The earrings are from Nomad in Cambridge, MA and the necklace and sandals are from Primark. And yes, the sandals do in fact, have little flamingos all over them. Flamingos were my primary objective during that purchase.


Me, the first time I met my hat. We’ve been in love ever since.


Long skirts and giant hats are not my jam when it comes to stuff to wear on stage, so instead I wore this to my friend’s/fellow lady comic Emily Ruskowki’s album recording. She was awesome and hilarious as usual. After the show we all had cake, so really, a win on all counts.



Make sure to keep your eyes open for her album, Nailed It, coming soon to an internet near you! 

Zee Cape!


Hey you guys! About a month ago I went on vacation. Then I did a comedy festival, was in the middle of a screenwriting class, did a bunch of shows and now, now I have run out of excuses. Summer has certainly happened and I’ve taken a bunch of pictures to prove it. Here’s my adventure on Cape Cod, complete with absolutely no photos of the beach! (Oops!)

Self-made manicure.

Every year my family rents a house out on Cape Cod and we all invite a few friends to come with us. The Cape is a magical land where I don’t have to do much of anything except eat clam chowder, go to the beach, hang out in Province Town and avoid sharks by avoiding seals. – Shout out to sharks: You guys are great!

I wore this outfit on a trip to Provincetown which is one of my favorite places to find cool stuff. I always end up buying some interesting clothing and accessories when I’m there.


I always make it a point to stop in Marine Specialties. I’ve been going there since I was a little kid. It was weird old store that smelled like fish and sold old license plates and military surplus and now it’s pretty much the same except there’s more toys and clothing there now and its smells slightly less like fish. My parents hate it and I love it. I love it so much. I might be crazy but I just don’t care. It’s awesome.

I also always hit up Toko, a fantastic, reasonably priced accessories store where I’ve gotten quite a few of my favorite pieces.

Camouflage! Kind of!

P-Town also has lots of fun street art everywhere…and yeah it’s pretty weird, but like, the awesomist kind of weird.

I don’t get it but I appreciate the spirit of shitting on some government person, which is what I think this is about.

Also something about shark week. Great whites seem to love the Cape so now there’s this big shark statue in P-Town that you can take a picture of yourself with. I had to kick 10 children and 47 European vacationers to get a photo with this thing alone. Worth it? Naw. I didn’t kick nearly enough children. (Note: No actual children were kicked during the making of this blog post…I just wanted to.)


During my time at on the Cape we also hit up Keltic Kitchen in Yarmouth. (Cape Cod loves incorrectly using the letter ‘k’ in every since instance they possibly…KAN! HA! I DID IT!) Anyway, it’s pretty much the greatest  breakfast place in the universe, so, with out your consent I bring you: PICTURES OF FOOD!


Ok just one picture, but seriously it’s great. Lots of amazing takes on pancakes and french toast, full Irish breakfast PLUS they make their own bread. Hell yeah.


I should probably talk about my outfit now. I’m not gonna lie to you guys, I got this thing at Wet Seal. Am I 16? No. Do I care? No, I can buy alcohol legally now, this is much better. I’m a big fan of crop tops, matching separates and what has been described to me as “boob cage” shirts, and this has all of those things.


I got the little lemon purse from Primark, which is adorable and beaded and everything ever I’ve wanted in a purse except the for fact that I can barely fit anything in it. This is a purse for someone with a car or a significant other wearing cargo pants. And man, if you are in the cargo pants category…maybe its time to rethink some things.

The pink nail polish I’m wearing is from Essie in Watermelon. The green nail polish is from the Gap in Mint. I got the little nail embellishments from Primark.

And with that, the summer is gone! On to the season of pumpkin spice!


Pineapples, Vermont and my thoughts about becoming an expatriate


Words you guys, and pictures. Man, there are so many words and pictures I’m avoiding putting together right now, I don’t even know what to do. This seems like the easiest combo of words and pictures I need to get finished, so here we are.

I went to Burlington, Vermont for a comedy show this weekend, with my partner in crime/comedy person Phoebe Angle. Oh boy, do I love Burlington. Its like a magical wonderland filled with people who mostly agree with me and also lots of dairy products, beer and greenery. It was pretty amazing.


I dare you to find a more picturesque porch! I DARE YOU!


Phoebe’s aunt was nice enough to let us stay with her in her awesome log cabin a half hour outside of Burlington. It was wedged between a bobcat preserve and a bunch of farmland. It’s totally the type I’ve place I’d love to live someday, if I could ever pull my shit together, which I won’t.

I also found it slightly terrifying because it was so remote. I watch too many shitty horror movies. I’m well aware that it’s far more likely for me to be killed in a random mugging in the city than by a monster/ghost/serial killer in the middle of nowhere but that’s not going to make me stop being terrified when the only thing I can hear is crickets and silence and not constant construction, traffic and people yelling at each other for no reason. I might not thrive on chaos but I certainly am used to it.


I probably should have taken my photo in front of this mural, but I didn’t. We all have our regrets.


During the day we traipsed around Burlington. Mostly, this consisted of buying cheese, drinking, finding random stores filled with crystals and going to a fancy tapas place that replaced the silverware so many times in between courses that I think we used more than I actually own. It was awesome.


Sweet Jesus, everything in this place is adorable.


As such, I have officially named Burlington, “One of the places I would retire to if I ever wanted to completely cut myself off from anyone who as ever disagreed with me and also Walmart.”

Other places on this list are Ithaca, NY, which is basically Burlington with a gorge and Monteverde Costa Rica, which is on top of a mountain in the middle of the rainforest, complete with several coffee plantations. Some days I feel like I’m roughly 2.5 national tragedies/comedy festival rejections away from becoming an expatriate, so DON’T FUCKING PUSH ME. Also please book me.




…..AAAAnyway I should probably talk about fashion now. I got this dress in a weird little dress/surf shop in Provincetown in Cape Cod, MA. It’s by Ocean Drive Clothing Co. The beaded necklace was another piece of jewelry that my mom used to wear in the ’70s. The earrings are by Amano Studio. The ring was a souvenir my parents gave me when they visited the Dominican Republic. The jean jacket is from the consignment shop chain, Buffalo Exchange in Davis Square. The purse is by Guess but I’m not gonna lie to you guys, I bought it from Marshalls. Also, in the great Vermont tradition of comfortable footwear, the shoes are from BOC. It’s a great brand that makes cute shoes that you can actually walk in without looking like you’re wearing something from your Grandma’s closet.

I don’t really talk about make up much but in case your wondering, since it’s absurdly bright, I’m wearing a liquid lipstick from Revlon called Ultra HD Matte Lipcolor in HD Spark. I LOVE how pigmented it is, but unfortunately, it’s not one of those ‘all day wear’ type liquid lipsticks, so you have to reapply a bit more than I’d like. It looks great though, just keep in mind, if you’re eating or drinking, it’s pretty much going to end up everywhere. You’ve been warned.




The show itself was a ton of fun. It was at a bar/crepe place/venue, because that’s a thing in Vermont. A delightful thing. There were a ton of super cool Vermont comics there and everyone had a grand old time.


Wooo comedy!


It also bears mentioning that there were murals damn near everywhere in Burlington, including in a long hallway filled with rainforest sounds on the way to the bathroom of the venue… which is how this happened.


It’s right behind me, isn’t it?


After that we headed back home, immediately got a flat tire, got the flat tire fixed and drove back to Boston. And when I say drove I mean mostly Phoebe drove because I am the worst.

And just for the hell of it, here’s a clip from a set a did in the same dress from a show I did with PYPO Network. Cheers!


Disco-riffic: The Jumpsuit Saga


You know what I have an irrational love for? Jumpsuits. The glorious combination of not quite pants and not quite a dress, the jumpsuit is great for a party, provided that you never, ever, under any circumstances have to use the bathroom.

I went to a beer festival recently and saw several stylish young ladies wearing these. Look, I’m a big fan of good style, but really? You are going to an event where the entire point is to drink as much as you can (or ‘enjoy the taste’, I guess), the only available bathrooms are porter potties and you have to literally strip naked in order to get a jumpsuit off? ARE YOU INSANE?


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In the event that I don’t chop off my shoes in a photo, I make it a point to chop off my elbows.


So yeah, jumpsuits aren’t particularly practical, but as long as you’re not in a sketchy bathroom situation its not that big of a deal….except when you safety pin your bra to your jumpsuit so it doesn’t stick out, which is exactly what I did without thinking about it.

This jumpsuit happens to be completely backless, which looks cool in theory but in general is a giant pain in the ass. Unless you’re an A cup not wearing a bra isn’t really an option and wearing one anyway just looks weird. The only other option is a variety of contraptions, née, medieval torture devices that may or may not actually work.


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I used a backless bra extender, which is pretty much the best you can do. It’s also very cheap (the one I got was around $10), so at least you’re not buying a $60 bra you are only going to wear once a year. That being said, it’s not particularly comfortable because you have to wear a weird bra strap that goes around your waist.


Like the tamest bondage ever. (via

It works relatively well, but if you have something really low backed like I did, you still need to pin it in place or it’ll ride up. This works fine if you’re using it for a dress or shirt, but in a jumpsuit, you are essentially trapped.

Long story short, I wore this to a show but didn’t stick around afterwards to hang out because I REALLY had to pee.


Also, as much as I love jumpsuits, they do nothing for your ass.


And after all that, you can still kind of see it peaking out a bit. Your other bra option is one of those sticky bras which don’t work at all if you are on the larger side and only sometimes work if you are on the medium-small side.

I’ve worn a sticky bra a couple of times. The first time it worked just fine but it was a cold day and you can’t sweat, like at all. The second time I wore it, it was warm and after being outside for about 5 minutes the thing fell off pretty much immediately. Since most backless stuff is summer clothing anyway, it boggles my mind that these things even exist. Anyway, that was a really weird baby shower.

Another backless option is to straight up tape your boobs in place using medical or gaffers tape. I haven’t tried this but as weird as it is, it seems like it might work best, provided you don’t take anyone home that isn’t into bondage. I’d go for medial tape, just cuz it’s actually designed to be on your body, but neither seems particularly comfortable. If you’re interested in trying it, you can find some quick tips at the



Ok, enough boob talk. I got this jumpsuit once again, from the clearance rack at Urban Outfitters. I defiantly wouldn’t pay full price for something that requires this much work, but at a steep discount, it’s totally worth it. I got the pendant from a neat little vintage gift shop in Albany, NY. It’s one of my favorite pieces. The earrings are yet again from So Good Jewelry, which unfortunately, just went out of business in Downtown Crossing. Where will I find 50¢ costume jewelry now? Alas!

Anyway, that’s all for now! Tune in next time where I will talk much less about boobs! (probably)

Tattooed like a Sailor (aka another mermaid post but at least this dress is wearable)


Hey, have you guys noticed a theme lately? Nope? Me neither. Don’t worry this is the last mermaid related post for awhile…until I feel like posting one again. I can’t help it. I just grew up loving mythological stuff and aside from the fact that I have to pay rent/have a job/feel mostly dead inside, the part of me that likes mermaids has stuck around. Also this particular dress has the added bonus of looking like some really beautiful tattoo flash, a thing I’ve loved since I was a teenager and realized I could swear.

So, what you can get from this post is that I haven’t changed much since I was 6 and 14 respectively, only instead of being bratty/angry at nothing specific, I’m jaded/angry about lots of specifics, most of which I have absolutely no control over. Then I bitch about it on stage and feel like I’m doing something. I live a charmed life.



I digress. I randomly discovered this dress from a specialty clothing place on Instagram. When I realized it was from a brick and mortar store (formally just called ‘stores’) in another state, I found the designer and went strait to the source/internet. This baby is from Sourpuss Clothing. They are a great brand that has a lot of punk/vintagesque/pinup/tattoo inspired stuff, which is right up my alley. I’ve known about them forever, but somehow this is my first dress from them.


Wooo naked ladies!

I got the sugar skull earrings from Nomad in Cambridge, MA, one of my favorite stores ever. They have lots of nifty Central/South American jewelry, fair trade clothing, stuff made from alpaca wool and random art, homegoods and nicknacks.

The flower hair clip is from a little accessories store in Provincetown, MA and the bracelet is from the clearance section at Michael’s.

I’ve worn this dress on a couple of shows and I’m a big fan. I have an aversion to long dresses on stage. This fits the bill of being short, but not too short, is actually comfortable and has a nice pop while not being too weird.

I don’t have an shot of myself wearing the dress onstage BUT I wore it to my most recent Broad Appeal show and took a bunch pictures of other comics. So…you can see photos I took of other people while I was wearing the dress, which you are not going to see. Think of it like a first person shooter game except no one gets murdered or called a variety of slurs by an 11 year old boy. You are experiencing the dress from my lens. Yes. This makes sense.

I think.

Anyway here’s some photos.

Headliner Alison Klemp from NYC!
Pam Ross!
Kenice Mobley! An empty chair!

…also there were a bunch of other comics there and they were all great. Sorry boys on the show, none of you are fabulous enough to make it on my blog…not like you’d want to.

That’s all for now! Tune in next time when I will most likely be wearing something I wore to a BBQ, before it gets covered in ketchup and beer.




Something’s Fishy: The Cony Island Mermaid Parade!


The Cony Island Mermaid Parade. It was pretty much invented for me. Ok, it had nothing to do with me but it combines all the things I like into one thing: making stuff, wearing ridiculous costumes, performing, being covered in sparkles & of course, mermaids. Yes, I am a child, an no, I don’t care and also shut up.

The parade happens every year in Cony Island, Brooklyn. It’s a crazy bohemian art parade in celebration of ‘Fuck it. Let’s have a parade.’  (AKA a celebration of art and culture and rituals of the seaside, according to the website.) Everyone wears insanely elaborate mermaid/nautical themed costumes they make themselves, pasties and body paint abounds and we all just have a grand old time marching around Cony Island.

I liked the parade so much I wrote a separate piece about it for detailing the experience itself. For fashion blog purposes, I’m just going over how I put together my costume.



Now, right off the bat, I’d like to point out that I am not a costume designer, and many of the people at the parade actually are, so while I think I did a great job for my first try, what I did was not even close to the coolness you’ll actually see there. I didn’t want to do anything too crazy because I didn’t really know what to expect, so I just went as a traditional mermaid if that mermaid was perhaps, going to Coachella.




For the top, I bought a nude strapless bra from Primark. This particular bra had the added bonus of having a clear plastic back strap, which is damn near impossible to find but works great if you don’t want anyone to see you just bought a cheap bra and covered it up with a bunch of shit you bought at the floral department at Micheal’s, which is exactly what I did.


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Julius helped keep me in check by making sure I wasn’t making progress too quickly.


Since I figured everyone would be wearing shells, I decided to go for a bunch of stuff that looked like coral and seaweed. I had to cut everything down to fit the bra and hot glued/sewed everything on to it. I might have gotten away with just using hot glue, but I wanted to reinforce everything so that it would get through a full day of marching.

On the sides of the bra, I sewed on some big iridescent sequins overlapping each other to resemble fish scales. After that I added some strings of peals of a couple of different sizes and added whatever that metal star embellishment thing is to the middle. I have no idea what it’s actually used for. I bought for 50¢ in a vintage store and its not really a pendant or bead or tie tack. It took a billion years but I finally found a use for it.




I made the flower crown out of an old headband and some more floral stuff. I started out with hot glue, but ended using tacky glue for the part with the flowers on it because the gold stuff was in danger of melting. I was able to pop the backs of the flowers into the gold coral stuff pretty easily.

Now, for the love of God, someone invite me to a music festival because I desperately want to wear this again.


Behold! The beautiful Cony Island Parking lot! Also my bro.


I can sew (kind of) but sewing anything spandex is a giant pain in the ass, so I opted to buy my mermaid skirt. There are a bunch of different places that sell them on Etsy and they come in a rainbow of colors. I got my skirt in particular from Coquetry Clothing. Everything they do is made to order, has custom sizing, is made well and came quickly. I’d highly recommend them for any of your mermaid tail needs.



The fun face gems I’m wearing are a combination of gems I got at Primark and crystals I got at a craft store. Some of these had adhesive on them, but if that isn’t the case, the best way to get this stuff to stick is by using eyelash glue. I’m also wearing teal clip in hair extensions. They are okay but not amazing. They don’t look super realistic but they worked for my purposes. I probably should have worn two sets.

I think next time I’d go for a regular wig, but these extensions got the job done and they we’re only around $5. You can buy these them on Amazon but be prepared to wait about a month for them. They came factory direct from China.

I also threw a few random fishtail and regular braids in my hair, wove a few sea shells into them and put in an extra string of pearls.

I used roughly 5 different colors for my eyeshadow and just kind of went with it. It still didn’t turn out as bright as I wanted it to. I just used stuff I had lying around but in the future it would be best to use either highly pigmented eyeshadow, like something from Melt Cosmetics or straight up costume makeup.


Dear Instagam user @rosaliezack: Thanks for the sweet photo, I promise you I am making absolutely no money off of this.
Dear Instagram user @rosaliezack: Thanks for the sweet photo, I promise you I am making absolutely no money off of this.


I had a great time putting together the costume and even more fun at the parade. Also, somehow, miraculously I did not get sunburned. My foundation has sunscreen in it, I wore regular sunscreen over everywhere else and I carried around a parasol, as one does. It’s a lot of time in the sun so be prepared. In fact, to close things out here are…

A Few Tips

  • Go big or go home! The costume you’re wearing has to be seen from afar so the crazier, brighter and bolder the better. I think I spent too much time on small details and not enough on overall pop, which is really what sets people apart.
  • Wear comfortable shoes. Seriously, marching or no, you’ll be doing a lot of walking and no one’s looking at your feet anyway. They are looking at your tits.
  • Prepare to be photographed. Seriously, the place is absolutely MOBBED with photographers of all skill levels and all degrees of creepiness. If you’re uncomfortable with it, don’t go.
  • You have to be cool with a lot of (mostly) naked people. Think body paint and pasties. You know, equal opportunity, artsy nudity but nothing too extreme. If you’re uncomfortable with it, this probably isn’t the place for you.
  • Wear sunscreen. I know its annoying but so is looking like a lobster the day AFTER the parade.
  • Get there early. The parade starts at 1pm but people get there much earlier, especially if they are marching and haven’t preregistered.


Interested in seeing more crazy pics from the parade? Go here or check out the Mermaid Parade’s Facebook page!



Summer is here! Finally! I’m a big fan of tiki and Hawaiian pieces but they look a little ridiculous in the middle of winter, so I’m super stoked to bust them out after all this time. I wore this dress out for a night of margaritas with my manfriend. I suppose a pina coladas would have been more appropriate but umm have you every tried to drink more than one of them without getting brain freeze all night long? I dare say, you have not.

Anyway, I never really wear long dresses to perform, because, I dunno, it feels weird? Either way, I love this outfit so I figured it was worth documenting since occasionally I make it a point to act like a normal person. (As close as I can get to that anyway. )



I got the dress from one of my favorite online reatilor’s, Plasticland. They have a lot of fun punky, gothy, vintage inspired and pinup type stuff. I also bought some dishtowels there. And this funky octopus pillow. And this vest with an octupus man on it. And then I had to unsubscribe from their email list because I kept buying stuff. You’ve been warned.

I got the flower clip from a little jewelry/accessories store in Provincetown, MA. The earrings are another bargain bin find from SoGood Jewelry, which unfortunately has closed. Boooo! The little pearly bracelet is from Lou Lou in Downtown Crossing and the teal green bracelet is from Micheal’s. Yes, the craft store. They have jewelry there for some reason and every and once and awhile it goes on crazy sale…probably because no one goes to Micheal’s for jewelry.


This dress has a bunch of holes in it…in a good way.


I decided to have some fun with my nails because I found little desert nail stickers. I pretty much had to. These were only $1.50 from Primark. Primark stores are only in Boston right now, but you can buy nail stickers all over the place. I’ve gotten them at a bunch of drug stores and you can even find them at TJ Maxx sometimes.




Application is pretty easy. Just paint your nails whatever color you want, wait for them to dry, (seriously, I kinda jumped the gun a bit on mine) and seal with a top coat. Then wish for an actual cupcake, because a nail cupcake is a pale shadow of what you actually want. Then put on some chocolate flavored lipgloss and pretend it doesn’t bother you. (It does.)


I don’t particularly care if it doesn’t really match my outfit. It was worth it.

That’s all for now, but summer’s just beginning, so they’ll be much more Tiki inspired stuff where that came from! Also, we can still say Tiki, right? Is Tiki racist? It seems racist. Are you mad? I hope you’re not mad. Please don’t hate me.


My lady-focused comedy show, Broad Appeal is BACK June 15th with headliner Alison Klemp!

Arts at the Armory in Somerville, MA.
$5 suggested donation

Get tix here:

Eventbrite - Broad Appeal Comedy Night

Ballerinas, BBQs and Porchfest!



Comedy. It’s weird. One day you’re playing 1,200 seat theatre for a cheering crowd and the next day you are doing a show in the middle of nowhere for 12 people who clearly hate you. Then some other times, on the even weirder days, you do a set in the back of a Uhaul truck or on someone’s porch in the middle of the day. I have, in fact, done all of these things but, as the season dictates, I will talk about porches. More specifically comedy at Porchfest.

Once a year in Somerville, MA (and many other cities) artsy drunk people gather in the middle of the day to play music on their porches. Lots of local bands take part and the entire town becomes a big loud, fun, drunk mess. People just kind of wander around all day going house to house, sampling the various bands and trying to steal beer that they didn’t buy and hope no one notices. It’s pretty much the best.


Me, Jordan Handren Seavey and Sean Clark, doing porch comedy. Awesome kitty cat that walked into the house in the middle of someone’s set, not pictured.


This year, a few comedians set up a comedy stage at Porchfest (Thanks Dennis!). Shouting comedy into the ether in the middle of the day with kids around isn’t exactly easy, BUT it was fun. I helped put together a comedy stage at a depression themed street festival a few months ago, so performing outside in the middle of the day wasn’t new for me. (And yes, a depression themed street festival. It was called the Pity Party and it was amazing. So amazing, that when conservative news outlets got wind of it they assumed it was a Hillary Clinton rally…because that makes sense. Right? Wait, no it doesn’t.)


Hey remember when the whole Donald Trump thing seemed like a joke? We’ve got a reason to be depressed. (Me at the Pity Party)

Anyway, to celebrate that it was actually nice out and also fuck it, I decided to wear a crop top and a ballerina skirt to the show. I’m a big fan of crop tops paired with high waisted skirts/pants because I’m confident in showing a little bit of my torso, but only like the 3 inches directly below my boobs. (Fun fact: This is also the narrowest part of your body, which is why I’m not completely terrified of it in the first place.)

I’m not gonna lie to you guys. I got that top at Marshall’s. NO REGRETS. I got the skirt at Francesca’s while I was waiting to perform at the Albany Funny Bone (all Funny Bone clubs are in malls for some reason) and spent my entire paycheck before I went onstage. C’est la vie!




I got the earrings from a cool little health food store in Porter Square that also has jewelry for some reason. The earrings are made by Green Tree Jewelry. I’ve actually got a few pairs of these. They are super light weight, look awesome and also something about the environment. I dunno, trees? Also, the wood is lazer cut, which is cool because, SCIENCE.

I’m a big fan of the wedge shoes I’m wearing. I’m a huge baby when it comes to heels or any tall shoes, so I only buy stuff that is super comfortable. It’s damn near impossible to get cute shoes you can actually walk in, but I liked these shoes so much I bought them in 2 colors. They are by BOC and are awesome if you want to be tall but also don’t like slowly rubbing all your skin off of your feet until you become some kind of skeleton-person.


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Sure it looks like an artistic shot, but really I’m just waiting for the bathroom. Thanks Phoebe!

And that’s it! After my set we proceeded to get drunk and eat cheeseburgers, to kick off an entire season of getting drunk and eating cheeseburgers. Happy Summer! (FINALLY!)



Polka Dotting the Globe (or at least the Northeast)


Everyone now and again comedy smiles upon me and I get to travel a whole bunch. A little while ago I got the opportunity to take 3 busses in 4 days! (…And also did some shows.) Traveling for comedy in SUPER glamorous. The Megabus is great for cheap travel and doesn’t even smell that much like a public toilet. This, I imagine, is THE DREAM.

First I stopped off at the Shaskeen in New Hampshire, which is a killer comedy room/concert space.

The Shaskeen is also the only comedy venue that has a mirror clean enough to take a decent selfie in.
The Shaskeen is also the only comedy venue that has a mirror clean enough to take a decent selfie in.

The next day I was off to do the FunnyBone in Albany to a packed house at the Chicks Are Funny Show. FunnyBone clubs are always in malls, so I had time to wander around for awhile and discovered that Spencer’s Gifts is still, in fact, a thing. Back in college I used to work at a Spencer’s, and to date is the only job I straight up just stopped going to. There’s only so much patrolling the sex toy section for shoplifters one person can take.

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After the show I stayed over at my friends’ place, where I slept on a temprapedic mattress and met their baby, in that order. (Thanks Graham & Lauren!) Both we life changing events for me.

The next morning I was off to New York again. I had a night off so I went to see Magic Man in Brooklyn with my brother.

In which I accidentally took a really good photo of the show.
In which I accidentally took a pretty good photo of the show.
...and then we got real drunk and I wore purple lipstick.
…and then we got real drunk and I wore purple lipstick.

The next day I had a show uptown so we went to the Natural History Museum for the last hour (which is free-hell yeah!) and then I wandered around Times Square until my show. (Side note: Time Square is a terrible place and no one should ever go there, unless you are intent on giving yourself seizures and an aneurysm at the same time.)

I met this kitty.

The show was a killer bar show in Inwood called the Dope Show. One of my comedy buddies from Boston who lives in NY now even stopped by to say hi. Hell yes.

The next day I headed back to Boston for the Comedy Studio 20th Anniversary Show. The Studio and Rick Jenkins gave me my start and it was an honor to perform on such a special show. The show was a ton of fun and afterwards THERE WAS CAKE. A great night all around!


The dress I’m wearing is what I wore to the anniversary show at The Studio. I felt it was appropriate to go with something fancy for the special occasion. I got the dress at an awesome little boutique in Salem MA, called Modern Mille. They sell a ton of amazing vintage and vintage inspired clothing. (The dress itself is by Hell Bunny.)

The purse is an adorably ridiculous cartoon purse, which is design to look like, you guessed it, a cartoon. I first heard of these in a silly Buzzfeed article (I think) and although they sometimes retail for $60+ I managed to get mine off of Amazon for about $12. While they are relatively flat, you can actually get a lot more stuff in there then you might think. Definitely worth what I paid for it.

Dress detail/nifty new-old 1950’s table I just got. All my dreams are coming true!

The earrings I got from So Good Jewelry for about 50 cents. The necklace is a fun little piece of costume jewelry that I got as a gift. Just because I’ll never afford diamonds doesn’t mean that I won’t pretend that I can. Also, lets be realistic here, super expensive jewelry basically makes you a moving target and I’d rather not wind up dead for some rocks. So really, I’m not wearing anything expensive…for safety purposes. Yeah. That’s it.

The Comedy Studio 20th Anniversary after party, cake, and several comics (including myself) looking possessed!

After the show I fell over dead from exhaustion because I had to work the next day and I am writing this from BEYOND THE GRAAAAAVE!

(Ok maybe not, but the reason my hair is different in this photo is because I took the actual dress photos a few days later. After the anniversary show I was so wrecked I put on my pjs and immediately passed out.)

The dream you guys, I am…certainly doing something? Fuck it. It was fun.

Cheers everyone!


….and just for the hell of it, this is how I take my detail photos.

Julius the cat: Hinderer of progress, destroyer of worlds.