Britney Annice

"OMG you`re so tall! Like, you don`t even need heels. How tall are you?" Let me tell you something, I`m never going to stop wearing heels. I don't care how tall I am. Some nice heels plus some baby oil, is how my mama got her husband. Just kidding, I don't know how true that is. Listen, I`ve always been the tall girl. I thought I was weird because, by the time I reached first grade, I had outgrown half of the boys in my class and most of the girls weren't growing as fast as me. I had it honest though. My father was about 6 feet tall and all of my aunts on that side were tall women. Needless to say, I took after them. I was self conscious about my height because I thought, girls were supposed to be shorter than boys, why couldn't`t I just be the average height for a woman. But then, I got older and I saw tall women start to be named under categories such as; beauty, statuesque, glamour, etc, and i thought to myself, well maybe being tall ain't that bad. W

"Britney. DO NOT. Mess this up for US." Those are what my big brother would like to call "words of wisdom". They come in any conversation before an audition, a big move, and even a date (He knows I will hire and fire a brotha in the same week). Having a sibling is awesome. If you follow me on any social media networks, you can tell from my pictures that I`m a very family oriented person. Although my brother and I are seven years apart, it`s never really felt that way. Accept for that one time he told on me for writing "Britney A. Douglas" on the armrest in my mom`s car. Yes, I know it said MY name but you didn't have to tell her. Worst whooping of my life. Someone once asked us, at what point did we grow close. I didn't have an answer because we have always been close. We fought like Ike and Tina back in the day though. I was Ike. He`s always down to come get me out of the shenanigans that I seem to find myself in, i.e, moving to L.A. with a ro

"Oh you have a theater acting degree? That`s cool, what are you gonna do with that?" Well, Hmm let`s see, maybe I`ll act. I don`t know, just a thought. I used to always get that question while in school. Believe it or not, I still get it now. It was extremely intimidating and annoying. We all know that being an artist doesn't come with a handbook. I didn`t choose the art, the art chose me! I remember one of my peers telling me that I chose the easy way out by going to art school. Um, Yeah, because I`ve had absolutely no problem paying my bills and feeding myself with acting jobs. YEAH RIGHT! Unfortunately, people have this made up perception of what they think an artist is. They either think that I`m going to be stuck up, a "wanna be" or my all time favorite, a starving artist. Well, I`m actually all of those things. Just kidding. Have ya`ll seen my thighs lately? Does it look like I`m starving? Ive been trying to eat more salad and less cake. But that`s n

"Is that an engagement ring?" Now ya`ll know I haven't been on a date since `93 don`t mock me. I wasn't gonna write this post because I didn't think ya`ll would care but I had to tell somebody!  When daddy was around, we didn't have to beg for anything. He really spoiled us. By us, I mean me. He really spoiled me. One year, he took my mom shopping for a brand new wedding ring for Christmas. It was absolutely gorgeous! I would stare at her finger and joke with my dad saying, I want one too! Can you buy me one? Well, to my surprise, that Christmas, I opened up a tiny little gift box to a perfect little ring for a teenage girl. Couldn't tell me nothing! Since that day and losing my dad some years ago, I have always made sure to wear it wherever I go. Not only because I feel like he`s with me, but because he might come back down and whoop my tail if I lose it! Ya`ll don`t want no whopping from Mr. Douglas.  My first day of work in LA, I went into my