PEACE AND LOVE POSEWhen I was twenty-five, I opened a restaurant,
Trixie’s, in Hell’s Kitchen, right off of Times
Square in New York. It became a huge hit.
Madonna, Sandra Bernhard, John Goodman,
Cindy Crawford, and even “Trixie” from The
Honeymooners—they all came. The lines were so
long out the door that we had a bouncer. It was a
scene, and I was the hostess of the moment and
absolutely a party girl.
I had all this success at a young age; I was
happy, but my happiness was conditional, and
I realized that to last, it had to come from a
deeper place. At the height of my partying I
turned a cosmic corner and started to investi-
gate more deeply, “Who am I? Why am I here?”—
the kinds of questions that make you pick up
things like The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying. I
longed to create a more meaningful life.
I’m grateful now for all of my experimentation,
because I wouldn’t have found yoga without it.
Now I own my own yoga studio and get to party
in a new way.
My style of yoga is vibrant, it’s colorful, it’s
energetic, it’s soulful. I weave my passion for
philosophy, poetry, and the sacred into every
class. The studio has a disco ball and we play a
lot of great music to create a positive, uplifting
experience for everyone.
I love music: big beats, deep grooves, house,
jazz, R&B, everything. I love hearing Aretha wail,
and I can’t live without Nina Simone. My yoga
playlist can include Janis Joplin, Annie Lennox,
Fleetwood Mac, a Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan remix,
and Mozart, and I might quote a poet like Hafez
or Mary Oliver.
I definitely have a lot of enthusiasm for life
and love to share it. I live for the energy I feel
in a community. I love the coming together. If
I could, I would give my classes for free so we
could all hang out.