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The star of the new CBS show Mom on ditching Goth, laughing at herself, and finding happiness in the Hollywood Hills
I shoved everything I could into a 1994 Honda Accord that had this Pearl Jam CD, Ten, stuck in the player—and that was it. My first apartment was a studio at the Ravenswood in Hancock Park, this beautiful historic building. I was 22, going to Dublin’s and the clubs on Sunset, and I was amazed that there were so many beautiful people in one place. I would walk along Larchmont Boulevard, and every once in a while I would splurge on an omelette at Café Chapeau, which sadly isn’t there anymore.
I was a bit Goth in college, so I brought my Doc Martens and a lot of black clothing. After a week in L.A., I went to the Gap and bought all these bright clothes. I remember feeling self-conscious wearing pinks and blues, and then something happened: I changed. It just hit me that I was the happiest I had ever been. At first I thought maybe it was the sunlight, but then I realized there isn’t another city in the world that gives so much opportunity to people, that embraces new talent. I wasn’t an unhappy person growing up, but I didn’t know how to laugh at myself. This town has given me the gift of being able to lighten up. Plus I can bleach my hair superblond and get away with it.
Now I have a baby, and that’s again changed my perspective. I had never gone to a park before, so that takes on new meaning. The other day I was walking in the Hollywood Hills, and this elderly gentleman came around the corner. We looked at each other and threw our hands up in the air. “What a day!” he said, and I was like, “I know!”