Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Desperation. The World’s Worst Perfume.

I live by only two rules: never trust a bald barber, and when you’re going through airport security, don’t hide your weed in your gun.

Oh, and have some self-respect.

I came across this “actress” standing outside the Warner Bros. lot with her sister last week. I blurred out her name to protect the insane.

Bottom line: if you were a decision maker, driving onto the lot, would you remotely consider bringing in this woman in for an audition? F no.

Look, my opinion means little. I wouldn’t even trust me to judge a tight buns contest. But from what I can assume, this isn’t the way to go about forging a career. Lose the sandwich board, and spend a little more time working on your craft, marketing yourself, getting a good agent, etc., etc., like all of the actors actually working in TV and film.

Or switch to plan B: porn. Best of luck.