How Hollywood Actors Know it's Fall

There's nothing quite like this time of year, when one puts on a sweater and winter coat in 80 degree southern California weather and drives all the way across town to play with invisible children in the hopes of getting a job for one day.

Nailed It!

Nail art could be likened to a plague upon the hands of Angelenos at this point.  No longer enough to pick a slightly racy color, you have to bejewel, layer, claw out.  Polish is defeated by the rise of the gel.  Itsy flowers are old school: your fingers need to mock ice cream cones, laser light shows, Fosse acts.  Late in the game, I apply houndstooth strips only to have no one - and I mean no one - say a word about my strange nails.  Like every other measure of beauty and the exceptional, this town sniffs, turns its sculptural head, and dreams of something they just might not overlook. 

Six Out of Seven Ain't Bad

What better way to use my spare time at Disney than to arrange and photograph dwarves?

Have You Ever? The Lululemon Yoga Experience

Teaching yoga class out on the lawn at the Americana at Brand today for Lululemon was a blast!  A huge crowd of great students showed up.  While the asanas were hardly new, there were a few experiences I can now say I've had while teaching (or taking) yoga:
* Practicing at a mall.  Granted, a swanky grassy mall, but a mall nonetheless.
* Practicing with enough yogis to staff a mid-size tech company.  Or at least change a psychic climate!
* Practicing alongside a massive water fountain.  Those who do not need to pee have minds of steel.
* Practicing with a giant statue of a golden man lurking, his hair mid-fling in the air (bangs, of course). 
* Practicing in front of Tiffany's.  Who needs a diamond?  Make yourself into a diamond, wink wink.

Yoga Class at Lululemon 8/4

This Sunday August 4th, I'm teaching a free community class for Lululemon at the Americana at Brand.  We'll be out on the lawn from 9:30 to 10:30 AM - hopefully in front of Tiffany's, so you can have a breakfast of sorts with an Audrey.  Apparently there will be light refreshments - does that mean Pinot Grigio? - and of course, the opportunity to book it to Anthropologie to buy yourself a $180 scarf or what-not.  See you there!

(And in case you haven't spotted the irony in all this, here's the "Jimmy Kimmel Live!" sketch I did in March.) 

New Headshots by Dana Patrick Photography

Photographs by Dana Patrick

Hair and Makeup by Rachel Stolte

Bringing New Meaning to Hasbro

In pony-related news, the show "My Little Pony" now has a legion of male fans, dubbed "Bronies."  If the 20 and 30 something boys like the rainbow plastic horses, then hand them a tiny yellow brush and let them have at coiffing.  Provided, of course, these fanboys have taken the toy out of the box.

Happy Sad Foot

The sign turns slowly but determinedly, on one side showing a wounded foot stumbling on crutches; on the other side revealing a happy foot now able to wear sneakers on his own feet.  Why, where, how?  The Foot Clinic on Sunset Boulevard, of course; right next to the Comfort Inn (how auspicious).  Every time I'm stopped at the light I'm mesmerized by the sign, which telegraphs sorrow and relief in evenly alternating amounts to the tune of a he-loves-me, he-loves-me-not daisy pulling.  Is it an oracle, a promise, a humorous quip?  Why does he need crutches if only his big toe, sitting atop his "head," is broken?  When he finally is able to don shoes, why does he simultaneously think in terms of a pickup game of basketball and a white-glove cocktail occasion?  If the foot could speak, would he belt out "Amazing Grace"?  Was he once lost, and now is found?  Naturally.  No foot opens his mouth that wide for anything less.

Cat and the Being Stalked

Neighborhood cat takes charge when for the fifty-hundredth time this woman has the nerve to move her car out of her parking space.

"The Tiger in the Tale" Returns!

Along with "Bones" now in reruns, the episode I guest-starred in, "The Tiger in the Tale," is now available again to watch for free on Hulu.  Catch it!

#SOS #SOS #SOS

Twitterfeed over Silverlake...whose ship needs saving? Clearly someone with a plane, but not a working internet connection.

More Free Yoga and Spinning Classes

Update on my YAS teaching schedule!  I'm now at both YAS Silverlake and YAS Downtown.  My new times as of June are as follows:

YAS Silverlake 
1932 Hyperion Avenue Los Angeles 90027
M W F 8:30 AM Yoga - Levels 2/3 + 10:15 AM Spin
Tu Th 7:15 PM Spin

YAS Downtown 
831 S Hope Street Los Angeles 90017
M W 12:15 PM Spin
Sat 11:15 AM YAS class (1/2 spin + 1/2 Yoga - All Levels)

Check out all you need to know, including numbers to call in and reserve your bike, at the YAS website.  First spin and first yoga class free at each location.  Free parking in the lot next door for both studios.  Why stretch and cycle?  Do it for the strength you gain.  Do it for the fun you'll have, and for the endorphins.  Do it to push past what ever limits you think you have, physically and mentally.  It's thrilling. 

Littman Talent Group

Lucky me!  I get to keep working with my beloved commercial talent agent Victor Coral, now at Littman Talent Group.  All contact information for auditions or bookings can be found here. 

Actor's Company Demo Reels

The lovely folks at the Actor's Company are offering a new demo reel filming service, and they asked me to help make some samples.  Check out Daniel Probert, Jordan Engle, and myself here. 

New Demo Reel

New demo reel up on audreydundeehannah.com.  We've got "Pants," we've got "Bones," we've got "This."  And some "Conclusions" as well.  Check it out! 

Re-pantsing America with 400,000+ Hits!

Over 400,000 hits and counting on the "Jimmy Kimmel Live!" sketch "Yoga Pants Shortage."  People take their Lululemons seriously...and the students in my yoga classes at YAS have been forced to wear their old pants.  It's tough out there right now in yogaland.  But we will forge through, with strength and grace, in the courage of our asanas!

Please help get us to half a million views, and if you want to survey the thoughts of the People of the Internet, please note that in the comments below such fascinating musings as this occur:

The mysteries of the cosmos, Ladies and Gents. 

Re-pantsing America

The sketch I was in Tuesday March 19th on "Jimmy Kimmel Live!" in response to the Lululemon yoga pants shortage was covered in various media outlets:

Salon.com (where it made the home page day of!)

Entertainment Weekly

E! Online

And you can watch it on YouTube. 

Yoga Pants Shortage

Last night, Irish hunk Gerard Butler appeared on "Jimmy Kimmel Live!"...and so did I. 

Watch me address a very serious issue facing our global community here.  That's right...the Lululemon yoga pants shortage. 

Please hold as I reapply my trousers. 

This Blog Post Brought To You By My Bachelor of Arts

The Times Higher Education World University Rankings just voted my alma mater, Stanford University, the number one university in the world for arts and humanities.  See above for my internationally recognized education's quick hand at preparing rosemary purple potatoes for dinner.  According to the study's performance indicators, those potatoes are a full 1.6 percentage points more delicious than those made by a Harvard grad.  

Nomatterwhatness

Dear Swiftly Departing Week,

Boy, you sure had a lot of tricks up your sleeve!  Everything from stressful workplace scenarios to taxes due on a notably low-income year to opening up one's front door to find it covered in animal pee.  You wrenched multiple loved ones to faraway places, you highlighted my various failures in life, and you straight up just cancelled plans.

In summary, you tested my nomatterwhatness.  You wanted to know if I could or would continue to show up every day, acting out of integrity and kindness, in the face of such unrelenting difficulty (really, Week?  On top of everything, getting harrassed by thugs right before an audition...in the lobby?!).  And the answer was a resounding yes.

So, in light of the physical principle that every action has an equal or opposite reaction, I think the stage is set for grand gestures of love, sudden blessings, wonderful fortune, and cookies.  Definitely cookies.

Yours truly,
Audrey 

***Addendum: That night, a stranger who identified herself only as "Z" handed me a bag of raw vegan chocolate macaroons.  Definitely cookies indeed!