THIS deserves a spot on the grid.
THIS is what I’ve been working for the last 5 years.
Thank you @hollycorbettrepresents and @alyssamelani for believing in me and seeing my potential to grow within your family!
Every client, test shoot, assisting job, artist mentor, photographer, model and friend that helped along the way I’m so grateful!
Check out our latest #Fashion & #Beauty reel. Also available to watch on our website, BioSite, and YouTube.
#demoreel #fashionfilm #commercialproduction
I can’t decide what I’m more envious of, @ninacavallaro face card or her insanely luscious hair.
We shot these over the summer and I completely forgot to post because… life. But these 2 are always a good time and I’m thankful I get to work with friends ❤️
Photo by the homie @charlie.wrzesniewski
Hmu by me
I can’t believe it’s been one year since this surgical nightmare.
My 3 hr surgery became 9 hours long- my surgeon lacerated my liver, removed my gallbladder and half of my stomach. But the worst was far from over.
From there forward the care I received was beyond GROSSLY negligent. I was accused of seeking drugs, they wouldn’t listen when I told them something wasn’t right.
I was discharged and couldn’t wait to move past this but my body had other plans
24 hours later My sutures ruptured and leaked bile into my abdomen and I was in the hospital for 27 long days.
Everyday I thought my drs would accidentally kill me because they refused to hear what I was saying. Advocating for myself was exhausting- thankfully having 2 parents in the medical field helped.
I wasn’t allowed to eat or drink for 3 weeks. I was weak and needed a blood transfusion. I had a picc line for food, an oxygen tank, multiple abdominal drains due to a septic infection and then another infection caused by antibiotics.
I was able to leave the hospital but needed to keep one of my abdominal drains- which has caused long term damage to my diaphragm.
I tried to hide my drains in purses so I didn’t “look sick” but honestly I did. I lost 30 pounds quick, moved slow, color was gone from my face- and that drain smelled like sulfur- it was horrible.
2 weeks later, 2 seperate occasion’s, I returned to the hospital with a small bowel obstruction- that NG tube was so uncomfortable I could barely speak- .
I started to write small wins every day on post it’s to remind myself that every day I will get better
I thought I was through the thick of it and then I lost 50% of my hair over 3 weeks- I would simply touch it and clumps covered my fingers. I cut my hair and thankfully my bestie popped in some extensions.
Now a days, the worst is crazy, painful bloating that makes me look 6months pregnant and takes 12 hours to go away- sadly no idea what’s causing it.
But thankfully everything is slowly getting better , and the worst year is thankfully behind us!
Thank you to everyone that visited the hospital, sent thoughtful texts and dealt with the frustration! F*ck Jefferson hospital though!
What a freakin year- personally and professionally.
Kicked off the new year having a wedding featured in @people magazine, an amazing trip to Mexico City, a surgical nightmare, a slow healing journey, a besties wedding, good food, snuggles with my sweet clemmy, signing with an amazing agency @hollycorbettrepresents ❤️, relearning myself, realigning my goals and ending it with a chilly yet delicious trip to Toronto. This year has been WILD. It was dark at times, messy and confusing but also showed me what was really important and who I value most in my life. As the year comes to an end, with my birthday rapidly approaching, I’m just really really thankful to everyone in my life that has been supportive, open and positive!
2026 will hopefully be less dramatic 🤣
