Helping Hands

I'm having my nails 💅fixed at the salon and I'm reflecting back on the time I lived in Los Angeles. I was on my way to LAX to fly out for a gig. Taci VanLeuven, my daughter, was driving me and I noticed my nails needed attention.

“Where should I take you?” Taci asked.

“Any street corner.” I replied.

There’s never any parking in Santa Monica, so Taci drove around waiting for me, mortified I would try to squeeze in an impromptu appointment on the way to unknown traffic problems at theeee busiest airport.

I expressed my plea but each nail technician was busy attending to clients…ones who didn’t walk 😳in but called ahead.

I heard a sweet voice coming from a woman with her back turned to me. “Honey, you can take my seat. I don’t mind waiting.”

I thanked her profusely. It was “Three’s Company” actress Joyce DeWitt. We became fast friends and I did her makeup for several projects afterwards, including “Hollywood Squares.”

This story isn't in my memoir Mirror Mirror: Confessions of a Celebrity Makeup Artist but I dish about how I competed in the World Series of Poker and the time I was accused of killing a celebrity, overcame sexism, self-doubt, and a number of difficult situations in my career. Take a sneak peek inside (desk top only) 👉 https://amzn.to/2ReQLOD

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