My Mentor College Professor David Richman
Prof. David Richman When I first got to Los Angeles I had stars in my eyes. Even though I never got the lead in any of the high school plays, I had been given faith, by a man with no sight. My college professor David Richman. Growing up on Long Island I had a bad overbite and was subjected to full silver railroad braces for 8 years (yes, from age 8 to 16). I had an odd crooked nose from a mis-encounter with a baseball bat, my hair was beyond frizzy and I was, thanks to the dawn of fast food and frozen tv dinners, about 40 pounds overweight. By the time I got to college the nose had been fixed, the braces removed, I learned to blow-dry my hair “Marcia Brady” straight but I still battled with the weight. No, actually I battled with the stigma of being an “ugly girl with no talent and a big butt” as one of the kids bullying always resonated in my brain. My self-talent was negative even though I had a burning desire and dream of being on stage as an actress and often I would sabotage myself before I even [...]