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There’s something really beautiful about meeting someone who makes life feel both lighter and bigger at the same time, who makes ordinary moments feel special, makes you laugh constantly, think deeply, dream wider, feel softer, and somehow become even more yourself.

Thank you for encouraging me to fully bloom 🪷 ☀️

There’s something really beautiful about meeting someone who makes life feel both lighter and bigger at the same time, who makes ordinary moments feel special, makes you laugh constantly, think deeply, dream wider, feel softer, and somehow become even more yourself.

Thank you for encouraging me to fully bloom 🪷 ☀️

There’s something really beautiful about meeting someone who makes life feel both lighter and bigger at the same time, who makes ordinary moments feel special, makes you laugh constantly, think deeply, dream wider, feel softer, and somehow become even more yourself.

Thank you for encouraging me to fully bloom 🪷 ☀️

There’s something really beautiful about meeting someone who makes life feel both lighter and bigger at the same time, who makes ordinary moments feel special, makes you laugh constantly, think deeply, dream wider, feel softer, and somehow become even more yourself.

Thank you for encouraging me to fully bloom 🪷 ☀️

San Francisco Bae is now streaming on Roku 📺✨

What started as a self-funded dream and a cast & crew I believed in with my whole heart, has found a new home where stories get to live, breathe, and reach people in a whole new way.

To everyone who poured into this project, who’s supported, watched, shared, and believed - THANK YOU!

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This movie exists because of the brilliant, passionate, and resilient cast & crew who poured their hearts into this project:

🎬 Cast:
@thechasityj @avatarwaang @jyotiswamyacting @gisele_m285 @jaireeh_demond @georgecrowl @faithilicious @anichemusic @scottheimerman @wigsandwhiskey @jdubsiii @lisapsponaugle @mynor_stickley @medler_on_the_beach @_lightbrite_ @tovarosecomedy @jennyjean91 @wainer

🎥 Crew:
Producers: @duke_sayer & Cephra Stuart
DP: @anupk15
1st AD: @duke_sayer
2nd AD: @broncacco_cozzo
Editor: @nishacory
Composer(s): @stephen3ven & @glo_phase & Cephra
Production Sound: @pjshulsky
Production Designer: Jasmine Thompson
Wardrobe: @gxbrielmxlina
Hair & Makeup: @amandablakefx
Script Supervisor: Andrea Doe
Gaffer: Jeremy Crouch
Grip / Electric: @its.shineeeee & @chappiefilms
Camera Assistants: @stillchip & @joshburchettfilms
Prop Master: @autummichelle15
Set Decorator: Bryson Johnson
Data Wrangler: @aaronvonb
Consulting Producers: Jocelyn & @jcarriestuart
Production Caterer: @chefktoyou
Production Assistants – Jade Durant & Jen Carter
Additional Footage: @mauriciotapiadop @thomas.gellert
@hyperlaps.pro @illsfilms

Special Thanks to all our partners:
@globrewco @gloucesterarts @sweettoothcafe8 @bangkok_noi_thai_cuisine @flatironcrossroads @wareacademy @dccamera

Learning how to share my emotions without shame, but I'm still new to it 🙏🏽

I recently learned about the idea of an emotional “puke bucket” from @taylorlove.co and realized I’ve rarely let myself use one.

This is what it sounds like when I try ✨🙂‍↕️

And to my bucket holder... Thank you 🥰

Today’s feature: San Francisco Bae

Directed by Cephra Stuart @cephrastuart

A fresh and fun coming-of-age story, San Francisco Bae follows the journey of a failing startup founder and a med-school dropout who, together, concoct a risky plan to pursue their true passions and achieve the American dream.

#filmmakers #featurefilm #independentfilm

Over the holidays, my nephew asked me why I don't have an uncle yet. (He meant husband LOL)

Then he suggested I write a project called "Uncle Come Home".

So naturally… I did 🙂‍↕️🤠

I hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️

Kids say the funniest things 😂😭

#storytelling #poetsofinstagram #creativelife
#kidssaythefunniestthings #auntielife

Over the holidays, my nephew asked me why I don't have an uncle yet. (He meant husband LOL)

Then he suggested I write a project called "Uncle Come Home".

So naturally… I did 🙂‍↕️🤠

I hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️

Kids say the funniest things 😂😭

#storytelling #poetsofinstagram #creativelife
#kidssaythefunniestthings #auntielife

Over the holidays, my nephew asked me why I don't have an uncle yet. (He meant husband LOL)

Then he suggested I write a project called "Uncle Come Home".

So naturally… I did 🙂‍↕️🤠

I hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️

Kids say the funniest things 😂😭

#storytelling #poetsofinstagram #creativelife
#kidssaythefunniestthings #auntielife

Over the holidays, my nephew asked me why I don't have an uncle yet. (He meant husband LOL)

Then he suggested I write a project called "Uncle Come Home".

So naturally… I did 🙂‍↕️🤠

I hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️

Kids say the funniest things 😂😭

#storytelling #poetsofinstagram #creativelife
#kidssaythefunniestthings #auntielife

Over the holidays, my nephew asked me why I don't have an uncle yet. (He meant husband LOL)

Then he suggested I write a project called "Uncle Come Home".

So naturally… I did 🙂‍↕️🤠

I hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️

Kids say the funniest things 😂😭

#storytelling #poetsofinstagram #creativelife
#kidssaythefunniestthings #auntielife

Over the holidays, my nephew asked me why I don't have an uncle yet. (He meant husband LOL)

Then he suggested I write a project called "Uncle Come Home".

So naturally… I did 🙂‍↕️🤠

I hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️

Kids say the funniest things 😂😭

#storytelling #poetsofinstagram #creativelife
#kidssaythefunniestthings #auntielife

Over the holidays, my nephew asked me why I don't have an uncle yet. (He meant husband LOL)

Then he suggested I write a project called "Uncle Come Home".

So naturally… I did 🙂‍↕️🤠

I hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️

Kids say the funniest things 😂😭

#storytelling #poetsofinstagram #creativelife
#kidssaythefunniestthings #auntielife

Over the holidays, my nephew asked me why I don't have an uncle yet. (He meant husband LOL)

Then he suggested I write a project called "Uncle Come Home".

So naturally… I did 🙂‍↕️🤠

I hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️

Kids say the funniest things 😂😭

#storytelling #poetsofinstagram #creativelife
#kidssaythefunniestthings #auntielife

Over the holidays, my nephew asked me why I don't have an uncle yet. (He meant husband LOL)

Then he suggested I write a project called "Uncle Come Home".

So naturally… I did 🙂‍↕️🤠

I hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️

Kids say the funniest things 😂😭

#storytelling #poetsofinstagram #creativelife
#kidssaythefunniestthings #auntielife

Over the holidays, my nephew asked me why I don't have an uncle yet. (He meant husband LOL)

Then he suggested I write a project called "Uncle Come Home".

So naturally… I did 🙂‍↕️🤠

I hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️

Kids say the funniest things 😂😭

#storytelling #poetsofinstagram #creativelife
#kidssaythefunniestthings #auntielife

Over the holidays, my nephew asked me why I don't have an uncle yet. (He meant husband LOL)

Then he suggested I write a project called "Uncle Come Home".

So naturally… I did 🙂‍↕️🤠

I hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️

Kids say the funniest things 😂😭

#storytelling #poetsofinstagram #creativelife
#kidssaythefunniestthings #auntielife

Over the holidays, my nephew asked me why I don't have an uncle yet. (He meant husband LOL)

Then he suggested I write a project called "Uncle Come Home".

So naturally… I did 🙂‍↕️🤠

I hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️

Kids say the funniest things 😂😭

#storytelling #poetsofinstagram #creativelife
#kidssaythefunniestthings #auntielife

Over the holidays, my nephew asked me why I don't have an uncle yet. (He meant husband LOL)

Then he suggested I write a project called "Uncle Come Home".

So naturally… I did 🙂‍↕️🤠

I hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️

Kids say the funniest things 😂😭

#storytelling #poetsofinstagram #creativelife
#kidssaythefunniestthings #auntielife

Over the holidays, my nephew asked me why I don't have an uncle yet. (He meant husband LOL)

Then he suggested I write a project called "Uncle Come Home".

So naturally… I did 🙂‍↕️🤠

I hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️

Kids say the funniest things 😂😭

#storytelling #poetsofinstagram #creativelife
#kidssaythefunniestthings #auntielife

The court brought us together… but the friendships are what kept us there.

What started as weekly volleyball games turned into late night boba, team dinners, celebrations, rafting adventures, and road trips that meant so much to me.

I miss these women dearly and feel incredibly lucky that life brought us together when it did. Forever grateful for the laughs, the rallies, the championships, and the memories we built along the way. 🏐❤️

The court brought us together… but the friendships are what kept us there.

What started as weekly volleyball games turned into late night boba, team dinners, celebrations, rafting adventures, and road trips that meant so much to me.

I miss these women dearly and feel incredibly lucky that life brought us together when it did. Forever grateful for the laughs, the rallies, the championships, and the memories we built along the way. 🏐❤️

The court brought us together… but the friendships are what kept us there.

What started as weekly volleyball games turned into late night boba, team dinners, celebrations, rafting adventures, and road trips that meant so much to me.

I miss these women dearly and feel incredibly lucky that life brought us together when it did. Forever grateful for the laughs, the rallies, the championships, and the memories we built along the way. 🏐❤️

The court brought us together… but the friendships are what kept us there.

What started as weekly volleyball games turned into late night boba, team dinners, celebrations, rafting adventures, and road trips that meant so much to me.

I miss these women dearly and feel incredibly lucky that life brought us together when it did. Forever grateful for the laughs, the rallies, the championships, and the memories we built along the way. 🏐❤️

The court brought us together… but the friendships are what kept us there.

What started as weekly volleyball games turned into late night boba, team dinners, celebrations, rafting adventures, and road trips that meant so much to me.

I miss these women dearly and feel incredibly lucky that life brought us together when it did. Forever grateful for the laughs, the rallies, the championships, and the memories we built along the way. 🏐❤️

The court brought us together… but the friendships are what kept us there.

What started as weekly volleyball games turned into late night boba, team dinners, celebrations, rafting adventures, and road trips that meant so much to me.

I miss these women dearly and feel incredibly lucky that life brought us together when it did. Forever grateful for the laughs, the rallies, the championships, and the memories we built along the way. 🏐❤️

The court brought us together… but the friendships are what kept us there.

What started as weekly volleyball games turned into late night boba, team dinners, celebrations, rafting adventures, and road trips that meant so much to me.

I miss these women dearly and feel incredibly lucky that life brought us together when it did. Forever grateful for the laughs, the rallies, the championships, and the memories we built along the way. 🏐❤️

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

I’ve been thinking a lot about thresholds, the illusion of separation, and the spaces that feel like barriers but are actually beginnings.

As a writer, I’ve realized my personal thematic keeps returning to the same place:

I write about outsiders standing at the edge of belonging, waving through the glass, hoping to be chosen.

Looking back, I see I’ve been photographing thresholds for years 🪟

Shouting out my LA family ✨

There were seasons when I didn’t have stability, clarity, or answers, but I definitely had you 🙏🏽

You gave me couches and spare rooms when I needed housing and let me cry on your shoulders when life cracked me open.

You showed up for my live readings, acted in my projects, got on stage with me, helped me get gigs, rode the highs and surfed the lows with me.

You’ve all been mirrors, teachers, protectors, co-conspirators and true soulmates.

LA can be a hard city to navigate, but y'all lightened the load 🥹

Shouting out my LA family ✨

There were seasons when I didn’t have stability, clarity, or answers, but I definitely had you 🙏🏽

You gave me couches and spare rooms when I needed housing and let me cry on your shoulders when life cracked me open.

You showed up for my live readings, acted in my projects, got on stage with me, helped me get gigs, rode the highs and surfed the lows with me.

You’ve all been mirrors, teachers, protectors, co-conspirators and true soulmates.

LA can be a hard city to navigate, but y'all lightened the load 🥹

Shouting out my LA family ✨

There were seasons when I didn’t have stability, clarity, or answers, but I definitely had you 🙏🏽

You gave me couches and spare rooms when I needed housing and let me cry on your shoulders when life cracked me open.

You showed up for my live readings, acted in my projects, got on stage with me, helped me get gigs, rode the highs and surfed the lows with me.

You’ve all been mirrors, teachers, protectors, co-conspirators and true soulmates.

LA can be a hard city to navigate, but y'all lightened the load 🥹

Shouting out my LA family ✨

There were seasons when I didn’t have stability, clarity, or answers, but I definitely had you 🙏🏽

You gave me couches and spare rooms when I needed housing and let me cry on your shoulders when life cracked me open.

You showed up for my live readings, acted in my projects, got on stage with me, helped me get gigs, rode the highs and surfed the lows with me.

You’ve all been mirrors, teachers, protectors, co-conspirators and true soulmates.

LA can be a hard city to navigate, but y'all lightened the load 🥹

Shouting out my LA family ✨

There were seasons when I didn’t have stability, clarity, or answers, but I definitely had you 🙏🏽

You gave me couches and spare rooms when I needed housing and let me cry on your shoulders when life cracked me open.

You showed up for my live readings, acted in my projects, got on stage with me, helped me get gigs, rode the highs and surfed the lows with me.

You’ve all been mirrors, teachers, protectors, co-conspirators and true soulmates.

LA can be a hard city to navigate, but y'all lightened the load 🥹

Shouting out my LA family ✨

There were seasons when I didn’t have stability, clarity, or answers, but I definitely had you 🙏🏽

You gave me couches and spare rooms when I needed housing and let me cry on your shoulders when life cracked me open.

You showed up for my live readings, acted in my projects, got on stage with me, helped me get gigs, rode the highs and surfed the lows with me.

You’ve all been mirrors, teachers, protectors, co-conspirators and true soulmates.

LA can be a hard city to navigate, but y'all lightened the load 🥹

Shouting out my LA family ✨

There were seasons when I didn’t have stability, clarity, or answers, but I definitely had you 🙏🏽

You gave me couches and spare rooms when I needed housing and let me cry on your shoulders when life cracked me open.

You showed up for my live readings, acted in my projects, got on stage with me, helped me get gigs, rode the highs and surfed the lows with me.

You’ve all been mirrors, teachers, protectors, co-conspirators and true soulmates.

LA can be a hard city to navigate, but y'all lightened the load 🥹

Shouting out my LA family ✨

There were seasons when I didn’t have stability, clarity, or answers, but I definitely had you 🙏🏽

You gave me couches and spare rooms when I needed housing and let me cry on your shoulders when life cracked me open.

You showed up for my live readings, acted in my projects, got on stage with me, helped me get gigs, rode the highs and surfed the lows with me.

You’ve all been mirrors, teachers, protectors, co-conspirators and true soulmates.

LA can be a hard city to navigate, but y'all lightened the load 🥹

Williams gave me an education.
But these people? They gave me a home 🏡

They’ve seen me at my best.
They’ve seen me at my worst.
The ambitious, the dramatic, the heartbroken, the weird, the ghost-seeing, the delusional-creative-genius, the rich, the broke, and the in-between versions of me.

And they’ve treated me the same throughout 🥹

They’ve watched my first short films and celebrated milestones with me. Read scripts and given me feedback.
Performed table reads against their will 🤣 clapped for projects that weren’t fully baked yet. Shared beds with me when I was convinced the house was haunted 👻 and never once made me feel crazy, or too much, or unlovable.

To my Williams family: thank you for accepting every part of me. I love you all more than I probably say out loud 🤍

Williams gave me an education.
But these people? They gave me a home 🏡

They’ve seen me at my best.
They’ve seen me at my worst.
The ambitious, the dramatic, the heartbroken, the weird, the ghost-seeing, the delusional-creative-genius, the rich, the broke, and the in-between versions of me.

And they’ve treated me the same throughout 🥹

They’ve watched my first short films and celebrated milestones with me. Read scripts and given me feedback.
Performed table reads against their will 🤣 clapped for projects that weren’t fully baked yet. Shared beds with me when I was convinced the house was haunted 👻 and never once made me feel crazy, or too much, or unlovable.

To my Williams family: thank you for accepting every part of me. I love you all more than I probably say out loud 🤍

Williams gave me an education.
But these people? They gave me a home 🏡

They’ve seen me at my best.
They’ve seen me at my worst.
The ambitious, the dramatic, the heartbroken, the weird, the ghost-seeing, the delusional-creative-genius, the rich, the broke, and the in-between versions of me.

And they’ve treated me the same throughout 🥹

They’ve watched my first short films and celebrated milestones with me. Read scripts and given me feedback.
Performed table reads against their will 🤣 clapped for projects that weren’t fully baked yet. Shared beds with me when I was convinced the house was haunted 👻 and never once made me feel crazy, or too much, or unlovable.

To my Williams family: thank you for accepting every part of me. I love you all more than I probably say out loud 🤍

Williams gave me an education.
But these people? They gave me a home 🏡

They’ve seen me at my best.
They’ve seen me at my worst.
The ambitious, the dramatic, the heartbroken, the weird, the ghost-seeing, the delusional-creative-genius, the rich, the broke, and the in-between versions of me.

And they’ve treated me the same throughout 🥹

They’ve watched my first short films and celebrated milestones with me. Read scripts and given me feedback.
Performed table reads against their will 🤣 clapped for projects that weren’t fully baked yet. Shared beds with me when I was convinced the house was haunted 👻 and never once made me feel crazy, or too much, or unlovable.

To my Williams family: thank you for accepting every part of me. I love you all more than I probably say out loud 🤍

Williams gave me an education.
But these people? They gave me a home 🏡

They’ve seen me at my best.
They’ve seen me at my worst.
The ambitious, the dramatic, the heartbroken, the weird, the ghost-seeing, the delusional-creative-genius, the rich, the broke, and the in-between versions of me.

And they’ve treated me the same throughout 🥹

They’ve watched my first short films and celebrated milestones with me. Read scripts and given me feedback.
Performed table reads against their will 🤣 clapped for projects that weren’t fully baked yet. Shared beds with me when I was convinced the house was haunted 👻 and never once made me feel crazy, or too much, or unlovable.

To my Williams family: thank you for accepting every part of me. I love you all more than I probably say out loud 🤍

Williams gave me an education.
But these people? They gave me a home 🏡

They’ve seen me at my best.
They’ve seen me at my worst.
The ambitious, the dramatic, the heartbroken, the weird, the ghost-seeing, the delusional-creative-genius, the rich, the broke, and the in-between versions of me.

And they’ve treated me the same throughout 🥹

They’ve watched my first short films and celebrated milestones with me. Read scripts and given me feedback.
Performed table reads against their will 🤣 clapped for projects that weren’t fully baked yet. Shared beds with me when I was convinced the house was haunted 👻 and never once made me feel crazy, or too much, or unlovable.

To my Williams family: thank you for accepting every part of me. I love you all more than I probably say out loud 🤍

Williams gave me an education.
But these people? They gave me a home 🏡

They’ve seen me at my best.
They’ve seen me at my worst.
The ambitious, the dramatic, the heartbroken, the weird, the ghost-seeing, the delusional-creative-genius, the rich, the broke, and the in-between versions of me.

And they’ve treated me the same throughout 🥹

They’ve watched my first short films and celebrated milestones with me. Read scripts and given me feedback.
Performed table reads against their will 🤣 clapped for projects that weren’t fully baked yet. Shared beds with me when I was convinced the house was haunted 👻 and never once made me feel crazy, or too much, or unlovable.

To my Williams family: thank you for accepting every part of me. I love you all more than I probably say out loud 🤍

Happy birthday to my dad, the 🐐 and MVP 🏆

I once took a photo of you at the redwoods standing next to the "Father of the Forest", and it feels like the best metaphor for how you move through life. Strong, steady, quietly powerful. The kind of presence that shelters, guides, and helps everything around it grow.

Thank you for teaching me kindness, heart, sports, teamwork, leadership, faith, and what it means to nurture a family. For showing up in all the big ways and the everyday ones. I love you ❤️

Happy birthday to my dad, the 🐐 and MVP 🏆

I once took a photo of you at the redwoods standing next to the "Father of the Forest", and it feels like the best metaphor for how you move through life. Strong, steady, quietly powerful. The kind of presence that shelters, guides, and helps everything around it grow.

Thank you for teaching me kindness, heart, sports, teamwork, leadership, faith, and what it means to nurture a family. For showing up in all the big ways and the everyday ones. I love you ❤️

Happy birthday to my dad, the 🐐 and MVP 🏆

I once took a photo of you at the redwoods standing next to the "Father of the Forest", and it feels like the best metaphor for how you move through life. Strong, steady, quietly powerful. The kind of presence that shelters, guides, and helps everything around it grow.

Thank you for teaching me kindness, heart, sports, teamwork, leadership, faith, and what it means to nurture a family. For showing up in all the big ways and the everyday ones. I love you ❤️

Happy birthday to my dad, the 🐐 and MVP 🏆

I once took a photo of you at the redwoods standing next to the "Father of the Forest", and it feels like the best metaphor for how you move through life. Strong, steady, quietly powerful. The kind of presence that shelters, guides, and helps everything around it grow.

Thank you for teaching me kindness, heart, sports, teamwork, leadership, faith, and what it means to nurture a family. For showing up in all the big ways and the everyday ones. I love you ❤️

Happy birthday to my dad, the 🐐 and MVP 🏆

I once took a photo of you at the redwoods standing next to the "Father of the Forest", and it feels like the best metaphor for how you move through life. Strong, steady, quietly powerful. The kind of presence that shelters, guides, and helps everything around it grow.

Thank you for teaching me kindness, heart, sports, teamwork, leadership, faith, and what it means to nurture a family. For showing up in all the big ways and the everyday ones. I love you ❤️

Happy birthday to my dad, the 🐐 and MVP 🏆

I once took a photo of you at the redwoods standing next to the "Father of the Forest", and it feels like the best metaphor for how you move through life. Strong, steady, quietly powerful. The kind of presence that shelters, guides, and helps everything around it grow.

Thank you for teaching me kindness, heart, sports, teamwork, leadership, faith, and what it means to nurture a family. For showing up in all the big ways and the everyday ones. I love you ❤️

Happy birthday to my dad, the 🐐 and MVP 🏆

I once took a photo of you at the redwoods standing next to the "Father of the Forest", and it feels like the best metaphor for how you move through life. Strong, steady, quietly powerful. The kind of presence that shelters, guides, and helps everything around it grow.

Thank you for teaching me kindness, heart, sports, teamwork, leadership, faith, and what it means to nurture a family. For showing up in all the big ways and the everyday ones. I love you ❤️

Happy birthday to my dad, the 🐐 and MVP 🏆

I once took a photo of you at the redwoods standing next to the "Father of the Forest", and it feels like the best metaphor for how you move through life. Strong, steady, quietly powerful. The kind of presence that shelters, guides, and helps everything around it grow.

Thank you for teaching me kindness, heart, sports, teamwork, leadership, faith, and what it means to nurture a family. For showing up in all the big ways and the everyday ones. I love you ❤️

Happy birthday to my dad, the 🐐 and MVP 🏆

I once took a photo of you at the redwoods standing next to the "Father of the Forest", and it feels like the best metaphor for how you move through life. Strong, steady, quietly powerful. The kind of presence that shelters, guides, and helps everything around it grow.

Thank you for teaching me kindness, heart, sports, teamwork, leadership, faith, and what it means to nurture a family. For showing up in all the big ways and the everyday ones. I love you ❤️

Happy birthday to my dad, the 🐐 and MVP 🏆

I once took a photo of you at the redwoods standing next to the "Father of the Forest", and it feels like the best metaphor for how you move through life. Strong, steady, quietly powerful. The kind of presence that shelters, guides, and helps everything around it grow.

Thank you for teaching me kindness, heart, sports, teamwork, leadership, faith, and what it means to nurture a family. For showing up in all the big ways and the everyday ones. I love you ❤️

I typically don’t buy anything unless it’s from a thrift store, but for these two Black brands, I happily made an exception ✨

@blackpaperparty - baseball cap
@vrgovintage - shirt

When we support each other, we all rise 🙏🏽

"Connected souls. Collective Goals"

2016 was the year I trusted the pivot.

I learned to code, deepened my love of psychology, built community in Da Pink Haus in SF, traveled to Ireland, danced through Bay to Breakers and SantaCon, showed up at Clinton’s Global Initiative, and became an auntie.

Looking back, I see a version of me who was brave, open, and very alive.

Turns out… she’s still here and still saying yes to the things that feel alive and unifying for our world, even after a hard start to the year 💛

2016 was the year I trusted the pivot.

I learned to code, deepened my love of psychology, built community in Da Pink Haus in SF, traveled to Ireland, danced through Bay to Breakers and SantaCon, showed up at Clinton’s Global Initiative, and became an auntie.

Looking back, I see a version of me who was brave, open, and very alive.

Turns out… she’s still here and still saying yes to the things that feel alive and unifying for our world, even after a hard start to the year 💛

2016 was the year I trusted the pivot.

I learned to code, deepened my love of psychology, built community in Da Pink Haus in SF, traveled to Ireland, danced through Bay to Breakers and SantaCon, showed up at Clinton’s Global Initiative, and became an auntie.

Looking back, I see a version of me who was brave, open, and very alive.

Turns out… she’s still here and still saying yes to the things that feel alive and unifying for our world, even after a hard start to the year 💛

2016 was the year I trusted the pivot.

I learned to code, deepened my love of psychology, built community in Da Pink Haus in SF, traveled to Ireland, danced through Bay to Breakers and SantaCon, showed up at Clinton’s Global Initiative, and became an auntie.

Looking back, I see a version of me who was brave, open, and very alive.

Turns out… she’s still here and still saying yes to the things that feel alive and unifying for our world, even after a hard start to the year 💛

2016 was the year I trusted the pivot.

I learned to code, deepened my love of psychology, built community in Da Pink Haus in SF, traveled to Ireland, danced through Bay to Breakers and SantaCon, showed up at Clinton’s Global Initiative, and became an auntie.

Looking back, I see a version of me who was brave, open, and very alive.

Turns out… she’s still here and still saying yes to the things that feel alive and unifying for our world, even after a hard start to the year 💛

2016 was the year I trusted the pivot.

I learned to code, deepened my love of psychology, built community in Da Pink Haus in SF, traveled to Ireland, danced through Bay to Breakers and SantaCon, showed up at Clinton’s Global Initiative, and became an auntie.

Looking back, I see a version of me who was brave, open, and very alive.

Turns out… she’s still here and still saying yes to the things that feel alive and unifying for our world, even after a hard start to the year 💛

2016 was the year I trusted the pivot.

I learned to code, deepened my love of psychology, built community in Da Pink Haus in SF, traveled to Ireland, danced through Bay to Breakers and SantaCon, showed up at Clinton’s Global Initiative, and became an auntie.

Looking back, I see a version of me who was brave, open, and very alive.

Turns out… she’s still here and still saying yes to the things that feel alive and unifying for our world, even after a hard start to the year 💛

2016 was the year I trusted the pivot.

I learned to code, deepened my love of psychology, built community in Da Pink Haus in SF, traveled to Ireland, danced through Bay to Breakers and SantaCon, showed up at Clinton’s Global Initiative, and became an auntie.

Looking back, I see a version of me who was brave, open, and very alive.

Turns out… she’s still here and still saying yes to the things that feel alive and unifying for our world, even after a hard start to the year 💛

2016 was the year I trusted the pivot.

I learned to code, deepened my love of psychology, built community in Da Pink Haus in SF, traveled to Ireland, danced through Bay to Breakers and SantaCon, showed up at Clinton’s Global Initiative, and became an auntie.

Looking back, I see a version of me who was brave, open, and very alive.

Turns out… she’s still here and still saying yes to the things that feel alive and unifying for our world, even after a hard start to the year 💛

2016 was the year I trusted the pivot.

I learned to code, deepened my love of psychology, built community in Da Pink Haus in SF, traveled to Ireland, danced through Bay to Breakers and SantaCon, showed up at Clinton’s Global Initiative, and became an auntie.

Looking back, I see a version of me who was brave, open, and very alive.

Turns out… she’s still here and still saying yes to the things that feel alive and unifying for our world, even after a hard start to the year 💛