12/11/2025
The photo on the right was taken Monday. The one on the left is today — after a real epiphany.
On Monday, I took that picture in one of my nursing home dietitian consulting jobs and instantly felt… sloppy. For years my signature look was fitted dress pants, a sleeveless top, and my cut-sleeve lab coat. Somewhere along the way, I slipped into my very old, very baggy cargo pants. Maybe comfort. Maybe nostalgia. Or maybe it reflected something deeper: I wasn’t showing up with intention.
But these consulting jobs… they’ve saved my life through every reinvention.
2002: Moved to Ocean City with my boyfriend.
2003: Breakup. Consulting work paid my rent.
2004: Appeared on Dinner & a Movie, won money, bought the cargo pants.
2004–2005: Moved to SF and Vegas chasing cooking shows. When things fell apart, consulting caught me.
2007: Private chef until I broke my foot — consulting saved me again.
2008–2009: Houston heartbreak, then back to Santa Monica and the apartment I’ve now had 16 years.
2007–2013: Wrote my Kitchen Vixen column.
2010: Oxygen & Clean Eating gigs.
2015–2018: Dietitian for Sam Heughan’s My Peak Challenge.
2021: Private chef for the owner of Fashion Nova.
Between all of that? Dozens of auditions, almost-opportunities, heartbreaks, and reinventions. And consulting was always steady. Always there.
So maybe those cargo pants weren’t sloppy. Maybe they were survival — the fabric of resilience.
But today something shifted. It’s time to honor the work that has carried me for two decades. Time to show up with intention again. Time to get back into my dress pants.
I’m still pursuing my shows. Still writing. Still building. I may not be where I imagined at nearly 57, but I am deeply grateful.
Marni shoes. Old dress pants. A Kitchen Vixen tee. My iconic cut-sleeve lab coat — my Clark Kent.
“What stands in the way becomes the way.” — Marcus Aurelius
✨ Here’s to clarity, reinvention, and showing up with purpose. ✨