Published July 14th, 2023

I can sleepwalk through my pre-shoot ritual. It’s designed for me to do at 4AM on auto-pilot. 

I orbit through an Airbnb in Texas, pouring Stumptown cold brew and 2% milk into the first glass I find, a wine glass. Hey, a cup is a cup. 

I grab a large breakfast of Gummy Bears and get to work. The next part of my pre-call time prep includes a shower, makeup, and picking out an all-black outfit. 

And before I leave for my 14-hour shoot day ahead, I hook up to an electric breast pump. Why? To avoid pumping in a motorhome bathroom, G&E parking lot or line-producers rental car. 

That’s right, I’m a mom-director.

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