I always knew I wanted to be on stage.
Dance was my first passion. I would dance all around the house with music or without, with an audience or without. At the age of four, my Mom asked if I wanted to take dance lessons, to which I quickly and firmly replied, “No, I’m good enough already.” At the age of six, I realized this was not in fact the case, and began to formally study dance.
While I was focused on dance, I was always interested in singing. My mother worked as a musician in the mid-West, and I wouldwatch her write down lyrics to popular songs and listen to her sing harmonies to the songs playing on the car radio. When she wasn’t home, I would dress up in the outfits she had sewed to wear out to gigs, and I would sing loudly (and likely badly) to my favorite songs. I started up voice lessons in high school, thinking they would merely supplement my dance training. When I was in a ballet class in college in New York City, I distinctly remember doing pliés and tendues center floor and feeling jealous while listening to the musical theater people next door belting out broadway tunes. I dropped out of the dance program and took a musical theater class where I was told, with great disgust, that I sounded “like a lounge singer.” I then had the fortune of working with a fantastic vocal coach who himself worked as a “lounge singer,” and roughly three years later in 2004, I started singing at various venues in the Tampa Bay Area.