Michelle F.

I was born in Manhattan. Like a Tennenbaum, I stopped achieving at a tender age, like 10, when I was offered college credit courses; I've skipped a couple grades I have. The photos here are cropped and adjusted for contrast only, no major breast augmentation. (For me, photos after '93 have no makeup, be warned. I only do it for special occasions that're somehow not on camera yet) I've been really photo-shy most of my life, getting over it, got to, now there's Facebook. I practice my own yoga. I look sporty in fair-trade organic things, it's all I'm wearing above the ankles. I did just get my first fair-trade flip-flops. I would SO LOVE IT if you checked my virtual bookshelf; I think you can do so without joining the app. Recommend me something you think I'll like! I've been veg for 14 years vegan for five, whatever; I buy free range and organic meat for the kitty-kiddies. I believe in all-good fairy tales. And I'm glad you're my friend. I live on a little piece of land of my own on the island of Hawai'i with Mike and run off of did-it-ourselves solar and rain catchment, for the last five years. I spent five years before that living in Laguna Beach as the most-worked art model, while as a freelance journalist for both the LA Times and OC Register; enjoying the private neighborhood beach of Three Arch Bay. I was named to the Laguna Beach Open Space Committee, served briefly. The previous five years were in residence at Ouevre, the San Diego yoga arts community of the Circle of Friends, which have the Sufi lineage of the 3HO. My practice included Ashtanga, Kundalini, Iyengar, Bikram, Bon, Tao, Tantric and of course the encompassing Hatha styles of yoga. I was a certified massage therapist for years. Two years as a go-go dancer club kid spanned both this time and the two years editing and writing cover stories for an award winning indie magazine. I was credited as both asst editor and humor editor. At the mag we were Unpaid, but we lived in our Offices. After years of day-jobs, go-go dancing was what paid for the groceries. I made a different costume each night, using leds from a marine salvage yard, items from Z-list thrift stores, official Kricfalusi body paints with which artist friends would paint stars and flames on me before I went to work, costume shops; I had a seamstress in Tijuana. I've been on stage with Crash Worship a few times, once in a red velvet ballgown with an embroidered cross dagger on the front wearing a long straight natural-hair black wig and a Mardi Gras mask; once painted gold. I wore almost every color of wig. I swept seven different types of glitter off my floor. I am a successful sweeper.

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