bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
playwright in brooklyn, NY

matcha tearrific

March 18th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

A few months ago on set,  I clocked that both Milo and Mandy were both drinking a creepy yet fascinating bright green beverage from a bottle. When you see beautiful famous people doing an odd thing, it’s best to ask them what it is as it’s most likely contributing to their beauty. They informed me it was matcha tea. As I do with 98% of the information I take in on a daily basis, I promptly forgot about it. Cut to a few weeks ago, I spotted it a box of it in the grocery store, and decided to 1.) purchase it  2.) figure out what it is. Matcha tea comes from Japan, from young green tea leaves, and is super high in antioxidants, has crazy cancer fighting and prevention skills, promotes focus AND calm, and boosts energy AND metabolism. I’ve had a cup every day this week but I can’t tell if it’s working. Here’s a casual picture of me from this morning when I got out of bed.




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March 1st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Tucked somewhere south east of LA that I still don’t fully understand but I am Here so hats off to that — We find Temecula, another beautiful wine country, as if California did not have enough already. Here, a girl can escape to write and actually sleep ON a vineyard and allow her panic to meet relaxation and sample their wines until the Malbec flicks her off to sleep, safely tucked inside of one of her own ideas which will change completely by the time she wakes up.

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July 30th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter



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October 20th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

I don’t want to talk about how long it just took me to get a picture of my nail polish that accurately reflected its hue, which is the exact color of a lady hunter out for the evening, fresh off a kill, or perhaps out to cut down her Christmas Tree, but let’s say it’s SOMEWHERE BETWEEN ONE AND FIVE MINUTES WHICH I HAVE TO SAY IS JUST TOO LONG.

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June 19th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, my nails match my shorts and it’s as if the air is slightly more oxygenated, the day longer, the gummy bears More. I LOVE COLORS AND HOW THEY COMPLIMENT EACH OTHER. So much. I like to look at them, use them sparingly so that they pop, force them to clash against and match each other, highlight each other, fight with each other until yellow Wins.  To quote someone in one of my plays at some point before I cut it because when your plays start to sound like an episode of Girls is really when you need to man up, grow up, and explore more erudite topics that are somehow also human:

I think I might go try and hang out with some blind kids, because I think that would be the worst, to be blind, because I really love to look at things.

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I’m right at Home

October 7th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

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Regis and Kelly

April 19th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter


There are many compelling reasons why I am now kind of obsessed with watching this show, and why it is amazing. I thought I’d tell them to you.

- Sometimes Regis calls Kelly Kathy Lee. Regis makes really dated jokes about Jack Benney and obscure novels and restaurants that no one understands. Kelly is tiny and funny. Kelly is kind of the dude in the relationship, and Regis is the lady. Kelly makes Regis talk about his sex life, and vice versa. They make some poor audience member dance ridiculously on this stage thing in front of these really creepy pictures of themselves as bobble heads, THROUGH THE WHOLE SHOW. Each show they call some random person in the US and ask them a trivia person, and the person either doesn’t answer, or doesn’t believe it is them, and Regis is snarky about it. The giant chair Kelly has to sit in is bigger than her. It is the PERFECT thing to ignore when trudging through morning cnn / facebook/ Other People’s Blogs!

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January 3rd, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

Crucial ingredients to a successful afternoon with best friend in town: irrationally justifying purchases, raiding sale racks at Anthropologie, Vietnamese Crack coffee, overlapping sentences, laughter, and of course, Pedicures.


And at Dashing Diva, if you tell them it’s your birthday, they give you free Cosmo’s.


…Yesterday was not my birthday.

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apparently, I need this

December 3rd, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter


Meet my slightly over-priced golden tape measure bracelet! Or: the direct result of perusing expensive Philly boutiques directly after a few glasses a wine. Never a good a idea. And by that, I definitely mean always a good idea. My new bracelet friend delicately snakes around my wrist and is an absolute conversation starter. Sure, these conversations lead to nowhere, but at least we are talking to each other and not just hiding in our apartments looking at pictures of each on the internet, am I right? AM I RIGHT?

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….a product Review?

December 2nd, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter


Or: ‘A blog for my boyfriend’

Or: ‘The iphone: Without it, I would be Dead on the floor.’

I wanted to take an entirely unwarranted moment and tell you much I freaking love my iphone. I love it. I love it. My iphone drove Steve and I to Maryland and told us where the Goodwills were. My iphone shows me where I can go to the bathroom and / or buy things. With it, I am constantly connected to everyone I know, and even a few people I don’t, and can neurotically check my email 10 times a minute. I know where I am, what I am doing, and where I am going. Were I app crazy (which I have yet to be) I could also know how long it would take me to get there. I could also count calories, have a light saber, keep track of funds.

In summation, I LOVE MY iPHONE and can’t picture life without it. Why, were I to return to a normal phone, I would feel ripped back to days of yore, when we wore cats as shoes. And brushed our teeth rarely, with rocks.

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