Just before we started shooting tonight’s episode, I got Covid. Like, bad Covid. Because of the way we shoot television these days, shutting down was not an option. A lot of what you’ll see tonight would not have been possible without my badass of a stunt double, @marleejo_barber. Yes, the resemblance is unnerving and we’re definitely gonna pull a Parent Trap before this thing is over. #LaBrea EDITORS NOTE: Guys I don’t have Covid anymore. We shot this episode in June. But thank you for the well wishes 😉
Just before we started shooting tonight’s episode, I got Covid. Like, bad Covid. Because of the way we shoot television these days, shutting down was not an option. A lot of what you’ll see tonight would not have been possible without my badass of a stunt double, @marleejo_barber. Yes, the resemblance is unnerving and we’re definitely gonna pull a Parent Trap before this thing is over. #LaBrea EDITORS NOTE: Guys I don’t have Covid anymore. We shot this episode in June. But thank you for the well wishes 😉
Winter Solstices: 5 Summer Solstices: 0 I know that Summer is a thing that exists because I read about it in books and see people in movies not wearing coats. Yet it is a distant memory for me. I sometimes have dreams about turning on the air conditioner or craving an iced beverage. Perhaps I’ll feel the sensation of sweat dripping down my brow again someday. Perhaps I will not. In the meantime, please enjoy these photos of my last two months in Melbourne. On my own. No husband or kid. Doing my best not to fall deep into the abyss of madness. 🫠
Winter Solstices: 5 Summer Solstices: 0 I know that Summer is a thing that exists because I read about it in books and see people in movies not wearing coats. Yet it is a distant memory for me. I sometimes have dreams about turning on the air conditioner or craving an iced beverage. Perhaps I’ll feel the sensation of sweat dripping down my brow again someday. Perhaps I will not. In the meantime, please enjoy these photos of my last two months in Melbourne. On my own. No husband or kid. Doing my best not to fall deep into the abyss of madness. 🫠
Winter Solstices: 5 Summer Solstices: 0 I know that Summer is a thing that exists because I read about it in books and see people in movies not wearing coats. Yet it is a distant memory for me. I sometimes have dreams about turning on the air conditioner or craving an iced beverage. Perhaps I’ll feel the sensation of sweat dripping down my brow again someday. Perhaps I will not. In the meantime, please enjoy these photos of my last two months in Melbourne. On my own. No husband or kid. Doing my best not to fall deep into the abyss of madness. 🫠
Winter Solstices: 5 Summer Solstices: 0 I know that Summer is a thing that exists because I read about it in books and see people in movies not wearing coats. Yet it is a distant memory for me. I sometimes have dreams about turning on the air conditioner or craving an iced beverage. Perhaps I’ll feel the sensation of sweat dripping down my brow again someday. Perhaps I will not. In the meantime, please enjoy these photos of my last two months in Melbourne. On my own. No husband or kid. Doing my best not to fall deep into the abyss of madness. 🫠
Winter Solstices: 5 Summer Solstices: 0 I know that Summer is a thing that exists because I read about it in books and see people in movies not wearing coats. Yet it is a distant memory for me. I sometimes have dreams about turning on the air conditioner or craving an iced beverage. Perhaps I’ll feel the sensation of sweat dripping down my brow again someday. Perhaps I will not. In the meantime, please enjoy these photos of my last two months in Melbourne. On my own. No husband or kid. Doing my best not to fall deep into the abyss of madness. 🫠
Winter Solstices: 5 Summer Solstices: 0 I know that Summer is a thing that exists because I read about it in books and see people in movies not wearing coats. Yet it is a distant memory for me. I sometimes have dreams about turning on the air conditioner or craving an iced beverage. Perhaps I’ll feel the sensation of sweat dripping down my brow again someday. Perhaps I will not. In the meantime, please enjoy these photos of my last two months in Melbourne. On my own. No husband or kid. Doing my best not to fall deep into the abyss of madness. 🫠
Winter Solstices: 5 Summer Solstices: 0 I know that Summer is a thing that exists because I read about it in books and see people in movies not wearing coats. Yet it is a distant memory for me. I sometimes have dreams about turning on the air conditioner or craving an iced beverage. Perhaps I’ll feel the sensation of sweat dripping down my brow again someday. Perhaps I will not. In the meantime, please enjoy these photos of my last two months in Melbourne. On my own. No husband or kid. Doing my best not to fall deep into the abyss of madness. 🫠
Winter Solstices: 5 Summer Solstices: 0 I know that Summer is a thing that exists because I read about it in books and see people in movies not wearing coats. Yet it is a distant memory for me. I sometimes have dreams about turning on the air conditioner or craving an iced beverage. Perhaps I’ll feel the sensation of sweat dripping down my brow again someday. Perhaps I will not. In the meantime, please enjoy these photos of my last two months in Melbourne. On my own. No husband or kid. Doing my best not to fall deep into the abyss of madness. 🫠
Winter Solstices: 5 Summer Solstices: 0 I know that Summer is a thing that exists because I read about it in books and see people in movies not wearing coats. Yet it is a distant memory for me. I sometimes have dreams about turning on the air conditioner or craving an iced beverage. Perhaps I’ll feel the sensation of sweat dripping down my brow again someday. Perhaps I will not. In the meantime, please enjoy these photos of my last two months in Melbourne. On my own. No husband or kid. Doing my best not to fall deep into the abyss of madness. 🫠
Winter Solstices: 5 Summer Solstices: 0 I know that Summer is a thing that exists because I read about it in books and see people in movies not wearing coats. Yet it is a distant memory for me. I sometimes have dreams about turning on the air conditioner or craving an iced beverage. Perhaps I’ll feel the sensation of sweat dripping down my brow again someday. Perhaps I will not. In the meantime, please enjoy these photos of my last two months in Melbourne. On my own. No husband or kid. Doing my best not to fall deep into the abyss of madness. 🫠
