I'm sending healing thoughts to anyone who is fighting an illness. In my profession š„ we donāt have sick days and even if we did, I would work anyway, unless I had COVID!! I would hate to disappoint. Donāt name it, canāt claim it is my motto. I take full responsibility for my immune system and I apologize in advance for compromising yours.š There have been times Iāve guzzled šcough syrup to hide a cold or once I concealed a severed ear for several shooting days by matting my hair to the wound to coagulate the blood, before finally going in for a million stitches. That gave me a new meaning to āthe show must go on.ā
Nothing stops me. Years ago, I was double-booked with an early morning commercial shoot that wrapped just in time for my call time with a film project. I hustled into the dark warehouse staging area. I heard my last looks cue š¬and drew a beeline to the set. Unbeknownst to me, a glass wall had been built ceiling to floor. I traveled Mach 4, with my hair on fire and hit head first into the glass. Primarily it was a recreation of the television commercial with the flying bird into the super clean window. I donāt know what happened to the poor bird but it took me awhile to heal from my concussion and brain injury. That was my showstopper. I had plenty of forced time off while I fully recuperated. That movie was called āThe Big Bang.ā It really was.
This story isn't in my memoir Mirror Mirror: Confessions of a Celebrity Makeup Artist but I do share plenty of stories with some of the biggest stars in the tv and movie industry.
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