My young and fragile young childhood as a prankster/joker was hiding in the dark – overshadowed by a sports/Italian bar manager known as my mom. I usually hid in my room in fear that she would make me the butt of some joke.
Fast forward to 18 years old, I decided to wear Ren & Stimpy shorts to morning chow first day of boot camp because I wanted to make people laugh at my choice of clothing, although no drill instructor was laughing.
Then all of a sudden 5 years ago, when I started working for a golf club in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico, I found myself giving tours to invisible tourists as a southern, obviously white girl presenting the Mexican version of the Grand Canyon. I learned quickly from the local Mexicans, ordained by my (unknown) local cartel godmother with a Matrix spoon, that this is my reality and that I can bend it however I want.
That courage enabled me to make my way into San Diego to truly be myself as “Memphis,” coming out of the closet to my house of roommates I no longer live with. My Twitter fame was becoming all to successful for them to handle.
Examples of my success included several PR campaigns, “Chipmunks & Beer in the Clear,” “White Girl Dramedy One Tweet at a Time,” and “Mental Pooping.”
But on Christmas Day, December 25, 2020, I got hired by ComedyCowhide.com to be the next best Horror Film Hostess. The spotlight was starting to really shine! This spiraled into several more PR campaigns promoting very popular brands through TV commercial appearances, as well as revitalizing a major TV network with my all new “The Memphis Show.”
Becoming the next best pop culture icon created a wave of job opportunities for many people, including film production companies and advertising agencies. I really liked winning several major awards, but if it wasn’t for my team of collaborators, I would never have gotten to where I am today.