Advice Vlog – Dear Danger: “I Am In Love With My Boss!”

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Happy New Moon In Leo!
Today is a perfect day to plant the seeds for new beginnings (for more info on today’s new moon, check out my witch sister, Gala Darling‘s blog).
There are SO MANY NEW things going on over here, People.
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Yesterday, I announced The Parlour ONLINE Beginner Tarot Intensive Course and The Parlour ONLINE Advanced Tarot Intensive Course.

In Brooklyn, I’m holding The Temple of Love at Maha Rose. This is part of my juicy life’s work.

AND we are selling our badass Tour Bus/cross country road trip bus, The Mothership, that we used to shoot Revolver across the US. You can check that out here, you Wild Things…..

AND then there’s DEAR DANGER.

Have you ever had a crush on your boss?  What did you do?

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Radical Self Love, an Interview with Gala Darling!

Her name is Gala Darling.
The first time we ever met,
we were 73 steps below the city street,
surrounded by candles, rose petals and incense.
She sat directly across from me,
our connection immediate.
We were underground,
and just like the best seeds which take root to form and grow below the earth
to burst out blossoming into the world…
that is how our friendship began.

Over the 4 years we’ve known each other,
we’ve bonded over passionate talks in candlelit cafes about our dreams, our ideas, and our wild hearts.
We’ve cast powerful spells together as colorful candles melded glitter wax together in a magic house on the mountain.
We’ve had wild nights until the orange of sunrise streaked through the sky
and gorgeous days sitting on the edge of a pier, the East River lapping below our feet
as the landscape of the city we adore climbed high before us.
I cherish our ride-or-die girl gang friendship bond.

Today, on this New Moon,
a day where new seeds are planted,
and new adventures begin,
Gala launches her book for immediate release all over the world!
Her book will be available for 30 days.
Spread the word, let others know about it,
with all of us together we can make a revolution happen.

Here’s my very first interview on Danger Diary with Miss Gala Darling herself!

I’m so very inspired and proud of my friend,
I’ve been carrying her book with me everywhere!

IF YOU ARE ANYWHERE NEAR NYC, please come to our FREE event on July 2nd at Word Bookstore.
I’m going to be interviewing Gala live and we wanna chill with you.
It’s going to be a party you won’t want to miss.
RSVP here by clicking here.

See you then!

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Introducing the Dear Danger Advice Column Vlog Thing!

Hey, You….♥
You need love advice?
Magic advice?
Living your dreams advice?

Hit me with it.
I’m not a professional.
I’m not even sane.
which is why
this is going to be awesome.

I’m the most perfectly imperfect friend you’ve got, babe,
and we’re gonna gossip like we’re putting on red glitter lipstick side by side backstage at a burlesque show and I’m borrowing your pastie tape.

Pull up a seat, honey….
cause I’m about to tell you like it is.

Friday ain’t just about payday anymore.


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How To Get Wildly Inspired.

With the Empire State Building as our witness,
and the tides singing their East River song against the pier where we sat,
Gala Darling and I sat in the sunshine
brainstorming for our wild magic futures.

Why am I telling you this?

Because the number one reason that people stumble onto Danger Diary, is because they google….
How to keep going for your dreams when all you want to do is give up.

If you are here – either because you googled that phrase, or you are a long time reader back for more…
I’ve got your back.

As someone who nearly gave up my dreams, I know what that’s about.

There is an antidote.

I lust that word.
Webster’s Dictionary defines it as “a medicine or other remedy for counteracting the effects of poison, disease, etc.”.

Not believing in ourselves is a poison.
Other people not believing in us can also be a form of poison.

When I first moved to New York City, I knew 3 people.
I started waitressing a billion hours a week to pay for my rent.
I started befriending my co-workers, because I spent more time around them than anyone else.
I remember one night, the city was hit with 2 feet of snow, work was dead, and we all sat around the bar talking about life.
It was on that night, I revealed my dreams, and what brought me to NYC.
The bartender was about 5 years older than me and while everyone nodded along with her, she said something like this….
“You need a backup plan. I think it’s cute that you’ve got this wild imagination but that stuff doesn’t usually pan out. I don’t mean to burst your bubble or anything…..”
And then she went on and on about how “real life” works.
I started to feel faint.

To this day, I can’t hear the words “I don’t mean to burst your bubble…” without wanting to throw up in my mouth.

I went home absolutely wrecked with a million questions in my mind….
What if she was right?
Is this what “real life” was about?
Was I destined to fail and had bought into some sugary imagination be-who-you-want-to-be bullshit?
What if all the daydreams I had about my future that seemed so real were just that….daydreams?
What if I took myself a billion miles away from my family, my friends and my home to chase an impossible dream?

I never felt more defeated than on my walk home that night in 2 feet of snow.
I was poisoned….
with doubt.

Dreams can be fragile…
easy to kill with words of poison.

And I found the antidote.
My True Co-Conspirators.

As soon as I started hanging around people who were doing their dreams, rather than people naysaying dreams, my world started to take shape.

Two things happened:

1. I would tell them my “crazy” ideas and they would not only cheer me on, but encourage me to dream even further.
They saw the best me, and I saw the best them.

2. When any one of us had a success, we would celebrate because it meant that it was POSSIBLE. It was good news for ALL of us. It encouraged us to keep moving, keep creating, keep imagining and making strides.

I tell you these things because in the last 48 hours – this is what happened in my world:

My dear friend, Gala Darling took the reigns, self-published and released her book “Radical Self Love”.  Her book FLEW to the top (NUMBER 1) on Amazon’s Movers and Shakers list. As the numbers were coming in, we were side by side, squealing with excitement.  It was so inspiring to watch my friend’s book slay the charts and know that her positive message will be in the hands of people all around the world.  Here’s the link to check out her book – it’s a MUST HAVE!


Then Burke just started his brand new directing job for a major CNN show.
He heard that there was a spot open for a director – and he took a chance, called the producers, showed his work, showed his passion for what he does and nailed his interview. Friends of his also put in their good words for him which helped even more. Through his bravery to boldly go after what he wanted, a dream of his came true.

Here’s Burke directing Revolver with director of photography, Marshall Rose – who will be back at it in late Summer/early Fall with the second and final shooting of our dream film.

I came home from chilling with Gala and there was a text on my phone from Emilie Autumn, with two brand new songs she wrote for the Asylum Musical.  I sat in the dark, lying on my bed with the phone to my ear and the summer night breeze coming through the windows.  She told me about new twists and turns in the show, new ideas that made me excitably text back “YESYESYES” and songs that left me with goosebumps.  She knows how to create a world so very well – it blows my mind.


Jaye Bartell played one of the best music gigs I’ve ever seen in my life at a sold out show with Jessica Pratt.  He commanded the audience to pin-drop silence with his smoky voice, in a manner best described as hypnotic.  The next day, my inbox binged with the finished first song of his upcoming album and closing my eyes to listen to it for the billionth time that day, I imagined all the incredible things coming up for him, because it’s impossible NOT to see…. I know, I had watched while he put a spell on everyone in the room he was playing to.


These are a few of my favorite co-conspirators.

People that move me.
People that inspire me.
People who have my back and I have theirs.
People who are making their worlds happen.
People who say fuck the naysayers, and let’s DO THIS.

They are the antidote to the poison.

Who are people that inspire you?
Who are people that let you know it can be done
and also believe in you?

Tag them in this post on twitter and let’s lift each other up.
Gush about someone and their dream.
Let us know all about it.
Feed it.
And watch the world open for us all.

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How To Make Your Wildest Desires Come True.

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If I asked you what you wished for in life…..
what would you whisper to me?

I think it all started with the stars.
It was the stars and that childhood poem,
a spell that when uttered by my small self
just learning language
made everything seem
absolutely possible.

Star light, star bright,
First star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have this wish I wish tonight.

On Friday in the Red Room, the tarot card of The Fool jumped from the deck.
The Fool is at the beginning of the journey and sees no obstacles.
The Fool knows no boundaries.
The Fool doesn’t even know what “no” means….

much like the 4 year old me,
and the 4 year old you,
who both threw our heads back to take in the night sky
and said
the incantation of the stars
with the poem above
and wished for whatever the fuck we wanted without apology.

Last night,
on a mountain
with the moon being brand new and hiding,
the stars came out over the dark night
and ruled the sky.

Through windows and mirrors reflecting
the stars found their place
into Curiosa Magic House,
Gala Darling and I worked magic together,
woven through words
wishing bigger
creating new vocabulary
new language
to express everything
in our wildest imaginations.

And we walked with the 4 year olds of ourselves,
the ones who weren’t afraid to ask
and as the wind picked up and moved chime songs
and as night turned to morning
our fingers touched flames
wrapped in destiny.
We shall be brave enough to take it.
To say,

Whisper to me a wish in the comments…
or on Twitter –
Hashtag #WishfulWednesday
Wish in one sentence
and take all the vowels out.

Go get it, you sexy wild things.

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Adventures In Spring Cleaning: How To Clean Out Your Closet with a Vengeance!

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It’s Springtime in Brooklyn.  And the sheer fact that it’s above 10 degrees and the snow is mostly off the ground, makes me want to clean out my closet, get rid of all of my bulky coats and run half naked through the streets.

I can’t help you get half naked,
but I can help you clean out your closet.

I spent all day going back and forth between closet cleaning and doing taxes.
I know how to party.
If you haven’t read my fun closet attacking tips before….well, now is the perfect time!

1.  This is a job to be done with one of my favorite drugs…. Music.   So, please, hit play on my very first 8 track mix (thanks for the tip, Gala Darling!) and enjoy the random picture of me passed out under clothing racks taken by Burke Heffner.

I’m not explaining it.

2.  Speed Sort – It’s like Speed Dating Your Closet.   Grab the first item in your closet and in a two-second gut reaction proceed to throw clothing item in question into one of three piles on your bed:  “Yes”, “Maybe” or “Hell No”.

    • “Yes” pile:  if you love wearing it, it fits you right and makes you happy.
    • “Maybe” pile: if it’s been sitting there with no action from you for six months or more.
    • “Hell No” pile: if you bought it, brought it home, felt guilty, and kept it there because you felt bad about buying it.  It’s clothing.  It doesn’t have feelings.  Ditch it.

3. Rejoice in the Void.  Oh, you Saintly Thing.  Empty closet of cleanliness.  Ignore “Maybe” and “Hell No” and just say “Yes”.  Carefully put all the absolute 100% “Yes” pile on your bed – back on the rack.  Notice how cute your closet looks.  Notice how much room you just made for more 100% future YES clothes to join their friends here.  They would get along nicely.  Closet Fairy Godmother swoops in and allows you to pick 3 of your favorite things from the “Maybe” pile.  It is a struggle.  But you listen to her, for she is wise.

4. Release The Rest of Your Treasures into the Wild.   Donate, swap clothes with friends, or get your other friends to all do this together and team up to throw the clothing party of the CENTURY.  You can also turn those treasures into $$ and sell them on Etsy or Ebay. This Friday, I’m going to be listing a bunch of things on Ebay that are awesome and ready to go to a new home.  I’m getting a new fire number act together, and that shit ain’t cheap.  So I’ll be selling off beautiful things like this headpiece:

So Lovely Dangers….tell me about your closet clearing tips.
What would be in your wild clothes flinging music mix?
Have you held clothing swaps or parties?
Or share a picture of one of your favorite snags from a friend’s closet or party…..

I snagged this faux fur cream coat from my neighbor, Lucille, who told me stories of rocking it out in the 60s before she passed it along to me.  It has been in the gutter with me and all over the world on a tour bus….and of course, chillin’ with my lovely artist friend, Miss Zelda Devon.


Can’t wait to share style stories with you!

5 Ways to Punch Seasonal Depression in the Face

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Winter sometimes makes me feel like this.
Luckily, Gizmo understands.
You might understand, too.
So I figured that if you haven’t seen this before – it was time to put this beating seasonal depression post up!

I was born in the Springtime.  I feel the most myself when Nature is blossoming around me, when the birds are singing, when the sun is shining.  You know, just like this chick…

Snow White thinks seasonal depression sucks, too.

Whenever I hear that turn-your-clocks-back-“Fall Back” thing – I think of getting pushed down a flight of stairs backwards.

Keep in mind, I am also the girl who spent the entire summer barely wearing clothes and now I’m bundled up in forty billion layers and feel like the kid from Christmas Story.  You know what I’m talking about…

Seriously. Don’t push me over when I get bundled up in a billion pounds of winter clothes. I might not be able to get up.

But here’s the deal. I love New York City.  Love it.  It’s my drug. So I gotta figure out this winter thing.  Only recently have I realized that there is way more people out there that are affected by this whole not getting enough sunshine thing than I thought.

Case in point:  My neighbors put this in front of their building yesterday.

On the walk to my favorite coffee hangout this morning, I looked up and realized that someone tied this bunch of flowers to a bare tree.  I really appreciated it.  Thank you, Stranger, who did this.  You made me smile.

My dear friend and Radical Self Love Queen, Gala Darling wrote about how she copes with beating the winter blues.  I’m taking note! Everything she writes is a must read.

Me and one of my fav people on the face of the planet, Miss Gala Darling. Raven haired girls UNITE!

So, over coffee moments ago, me and one of my best friends in the world, Kim Boekbinder, were talking about different ways to beat the dumb days, and here are mine.  They might seem weird, they might help you, you might get a good laugh out of them. Here they are:

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1.   I dab a little bit of sunscreen under my nose.

Yeah. I’m crazy.  But I’m crazy with a purpose.  It’s double duty because – one it’s a good moisturizer, but more importantly, two, when I smell sunscreen, it triggers Summertime in my memory, and it makes me feel better. It has been proven time and time again that certain smells can improve your mood – don’t believe me? Read this interesting New York Times Article The Nose, An Emotional Time Machine by Natalie Angier.

2.  I indulge in a twice a day coffee hangout with my friends. 
Kim and I started our day off  this morning in the sunny alcove of our favorite coffee place.  In the wintertime, I bump my coffee intake to two cups a day.  I really dig lattes and cappuccinos with lots of nutmeg and cinnamon.  And….check this out….research from the Harvard Medical School team shows that women who drink two or more cups of coffee a day are less likely to be depressed.  This article in the BBC News said that caffeine has “a physical effect on brain function and transmission by altering chemical pathways” and that caffeine is “known to enhance feelings of well-being and energy”.

Hell, yes.  Another cup of that, please!

3.  I trust animal instinct.   

This is my little dog, Niney, in the sunrise this morning. She follows the sun all over our apartment.  She’s been getting up earlier than normal to catch the sunlight longer, and I’ve been following her.  Getting sunlight helps boost our serotonin levels.  Serotonin is that hormone associated with energy and elevated mood and I kind of want to fill my whole freezing cold body with it.  In the past week, I’ve been waking up early and taking extra walks with Niney.  I seek out the sunny streets of Brooklyn.

4.  Happy Colors.  Give them to me.  Now. 
It may sound silly, but it’s backed by science, People!  And science is cool.  Check out this awesome Huffington Post Article for interesting color mood meanings.  Or perhaps I should show you my favorite winter coat of all time:

Me and my favorite pink faux fur coat.   This was lost in the fire of 2011.  But then miraculously returned to me in 2014 -found in a second hand store.  Yeah. Weird.  I know.  This picture was the original coat back in the day.

And just looking at Kim’s pink hair and that kick-ass turquoise color from Sugarpill on Kim’s eyes makes me want to sing a song of happiness.

5. I get a Gel Manicure.
There is nothing scientific to back this. It’s just that I look down at my nails a billion times a day – to write, to pick stuff up, to grab my coffee, to shake hands with someone, etc. When my nails are all bitten down to the quick and gross, I register that. I register it subliminally probably 20 times a day. I noticed that when I get a gel manicure – it lasts for 3 weeks and my nails look perfect. I just got one the other day and several times unexpectedly, I’ve looked down and then I see this pretty glamour deep red and feel uplifted. Like, damn, I’m presentable! I’m taking care of myself! Red nails! In winter! Yes!

Kim would like to add, “Get ridiculous mittens.” She’s got these cool ones with lamb faces on it and she said it makes her smile every time she looks down. They make me smile, too. I want a puppet show.

And if you can’t beat Winter, join it. 

In the darkness of winter, most times, I’m cuddling in my little secret nook in my apartment, decorated with happy Christmas lights and a window looking out to the twinkling lights of the city.  I’m using this dark time to plant some gorgeous seeds for the future (and to bundle up and go on wild unpredictable adventures- those are good).

So if you get the winter blues, too, know you’re not alone.  And if you’re anywhere near Brooklyn, let’s get a cup of coffee together.

And if you’re not, well…pretend we’re rocking this together….Cheers!

Now you tell me the inventive ways you deal with the dark days of winter!  Dish!

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