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

pre-pregnant

September 25th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

We are not yet trying to multiply ourselves, but moreso just in the beginning stages of preparing for that stage of life, which is to say, we are pre-pregnant, a term that I keep using and will keep using until it’s a thing. A couple most notably spends this time combing through grandparents for names, wistfully idealizing all phases of child birth and rearing, staring at other people’s babies, and sleeping til 9 AM whenever humanly possible. A woman most notably spends this time eating chicken nuggets whenever possible, drinking wine at 3 PM whenever possible, gaining ten pounds for no reason, secretly googling ‘fun maternity dress’ and living with an ever-present, low-grade HOW WILL I BRING LIFE INTO THE WORLD AND ALSO DO MY WORK panic, followed immediately by the comfort that women have been doing this for at LEAST, you know, like a few hundred years, at LEAST. To really lock in this life phase for all that it is, I’m starting myself on a regimen of pre-natal gummy vitamins, which are perfect for ANY WOMAN WHO IS STILL IN FACT A CHILD AND STILL CALLS THEIR WORK THEIR BIG GIRL JOB SO HOW THEN IS IT EVEN POSSIBLE THAT SHE WILL CREATE AND BEAR LIFE? HOW HOW HOW (STAY TUNED FOR HOW)

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BAHHHHHHHHsic

September 22nd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sometimes I want to pretend like I am a unique being with beautiful, specific quirks that can only  be found in the main characters of award winning novels, unpredictable, if not difficult to follow, impulsive and ellusive; BUT THEN SOMETIMES I JUST WANT TO BE THE MOST BASIC PERSON IN THE WORLD, A SHEEP IN FLANNEL WHO GOES WHERE SHE IS TOLD TO,  AND SPEND THE ENTIRE WEEKEND EATING PUMPKIN ICE CREAM BECAUSE THE TEMPERATURE DIPPED BELOW 80 AND BECAUSE I GOT AN EMAIL ABOUT SAID ICE CREAM.

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re: moving up in the world

September 17th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

This past year has held a lot of big life moves and changes: marriage, house, producer-ing, but most of all, THERE IS THE FACT THAT I NOW OWN MY OWN CHUNK OF SOMEONE ELSE’S HAIR TO ADD TO MY OWN HAIR SO THAT MY OWN HAIR MIGHT APPEAR TO BE LARGER.

If you had told 13 year old me that one day I would purchase a section of someone’s else’s hair and pay people to put it into my own, I, nonplussed, woulda said yep. Yeah. That makes a lot  sense.

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cousin from another mister

September 14th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

LOOK WHAT THE STORM BLEW IN!

No, quite literally, Irma brought my dear sweet cousin Elli to me, as she could not yet return home to Ft. Lauderdale. THANKS, IRMA! Elli and I haven’t gotten a solid hang in in years, but yesterday, not only did I get to show her off at work and proudly shout at co-workers that she’s an FBI agent, she got to watch me film my first This is Us aftershow (hence the done hair.) We then got to eat and drink the world and talk  family and her new fiance and the craziness of her job and everything in between. I could talk to this woman for 100 years. STORMS: BRINGING FAMILIES BACK TOGETHER SINCE STORMS.

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forget abrowt it

September 11th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I have spent most of my life ignoring my eyebrows  like the two soft, pale Norwegian children’s beards that they naturally are. I spent none time or money ripping them out of my face, or  pouring hot stuff on them and THEN ripping them out of my face, and I never quite understood why friends spent so much time / money doing so. But then, a few years ago, I started to notice that I might kind of look better, or at least more elegant or Scarlett Johannason-er  or other things that living in LA makes you feel like you’re supposed to feel, if I shaped them sometimes, into pale but elegant children’s beards. And now, I’ve started dyeing them to match the hair on my head. That’s right. MY FACE HAIR HAS A STYLIST AND I LIKE IT.  JUST GO AHEAD AND TOSS ME IN A VAT OF KOMBUCHA AND QUICK DRYING NAIL POLISH TOP COAT AND COVER THE LID WITH LARA BARS AND THEN TOSS ALL OF THAT INTO THE OCEAN, THNKS.

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unbralievable

September 8th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m fairly certain that there are really only two types of women: the kind who can go out into the world, say, to the grocery store at 10 PM for toilet paper, NOT wearing a bra, and then the kind who LITERALLY CANNOT LEAVE THE HOUSE WITHOUT FULL BODIED OLD FASHIONED METAL WROUGHT IRON UNDERGARMENTS, LIKE EVEN THE SLIGHTEST FEEL OF WIND ON SHAMEFUL SIDE BOOB AREA BRINGS WITH IT A DEEP, DULL SELF-CONSCIOUSNESS THAT CAN ONLY BE DESCRIBED AS ‘BIBLICAL.’  Last night I learned I am definitely woman kind #2. FUN EXPERIMENT THO / LEAPS BACK INTO COMFORT ZONE

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Clutch.

September 5th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I need a clutch for the Emmy’s, I mean, literally just a small purse to hold that I can put my phone in, that I might Clutch in a picture. I don’t where women find these, but I can’t seem to find a normal looking one, like just a small stupid black purse to put things inside of. I guess I have no choice but to go meta and clutch this hand clutch.

GO META OR GO HOME AMIRIGHT

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2 brides / 1 dress

September 4th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Labor day weekend is super popular for weddings, and so naturally, there was one at the hotel where we stayed this weekend. I have spent my first year of marriage crying at even the SIGHT of a stranger’s wedding, moaning, I WANNA DO IT ALL AGAINNNNNNN! So naturally, when we saw the bride join her cocktail party last night, it went something like this:

Me: THE BRIDE!!!!!!

Morrison: Cool!

Me: Wait. Is she wearing my dress?

Morrison: I don’t know….?

Me: (Looking closer) SHE’S WEARING MY DRESS SHE’S WEARING MY DRESS

I take off RUNNING IN HER DIRECTION. After watching her mingle with her guests from behind a hedge for a few minutes, I returned.

Morrison: …looked better on you.

Me: YOU’RE RIGHT, IT TOTALLY DID.

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HOW TO WEAR CLOTHES AND NOT DIE

August 31st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

1.) Look at the weather outside

2.) Observe that it’s apocalyptic in its heat

3.) Look in your closet

4.) Consider Pants

5.) Reject the idea of Pants

4.) Find a summer dress that’s barely fabric that you are far too old to own, let alone wear

5.) Put a shirt on UNDER it so that’s mildly work appropriate

6.) CONGRATS, YOU’RE WEARING CLOTHES

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something to do

August 25th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m trying to grow my bangs out, mostly because it infuses every moment of life with great purpose, like even if you’re just sitting there, you are actually quite busy growing out your bangs. But also because my special fella, for some reason,  likes the idea of me NOT having toddler hair, and perhaps having Woman hair.  And so I am trying, very patiently, one sixtieth of an inch a day, to grow them, but mostly all I’m growing is the wrath of having hair in your face all the time. IT AIN’T CUTE. There better be glamour on the other side of this, or at least a forehead.

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