While the accent’s basically gone, I am a small town Canadian girl who loved guys with big trucks, Crispy Crunch chocolate bars, and walks in the woods. I was raised by a teacher mother and pharmacist father who divorced after 30 years. While I enjoyed summers at the lake, most of my school years were spent feeling misunderstood for my expression, my enthusiasm, my quirks.
After receiving encouragement from my grandma, I found the courage at 19 years old to hop on my Uncle Phil’s semi to live my dreams in Hollywood. While I was brave enough and talented enough, I didn’t have a work visa so the only job I could find was working in Japan. I was scared, yet that was way better than returning home saying I failed.
I arrived with $40 and lived in cockroach infested home shared with 14 other foreigners. While I poured whiskey for drunk business men for a few months, my career soon exploded into four years as a successful model, dancer, and spokesperson on TV, magazine covers, runways, billboards, movies and music videos. I was alive, sensual, expressed and on fire. One time I entered a subway and every single advertisement was of me. Year four I was making more money than my parents combined. It was there I met my first husband, a tall, dark and handsome multimillionaire.
I followed him to NYC where we married. I graduated cum laude from Columbia University and worked for CNN yet I was dying inside. While I loved him, in hindsight I don’t really think I knew what love was and I was afraid to pass up a great guy and a picture perfect life. As I became a deeper, more sensual and empowered woman, I was no longer a fit for the relationship and we divorced.
A few years later, I had bought my own condo and was working as a life coach and correspondent. I met a guy at the W Hotel bar who sent me, not a glass of wine… the waitress said, “The gentleman would like to buy you an oyster.” Wow. Outside the box, aphrodisiac… and yet I couldn’t seem to make that tumultuous relationship work when I found out my mom had cancer. It all happened so fast. In 10 days she was gone, and the next weekend I got pregnant at my sister’s wedding. Since I couldn’t save her, I tried to save the relationship. This too ended in divorce. As a single motherless mom I hit rock bottom.
The journey to regain my confidence, self trust, and self love has resulted in a workable relationship with my former husband, a flourishing relationship with my son, and my successful career as a Sexy Mom Expert.
Not only have I been a regular on Leeza Gibbon’s LeezaLIVE and Hollywood Confidential, I was her official Life Coach for Dancing with the Stars. I Host my own radio show How Mama Got Her Groove Back. I’m a Coach, Speaker & Author of my upcoming book The Spirit of a Sexy Mom~ Slow Down and Savor Your Sensuality. This Fall I launch The Ultimate Sexy Mom Guide and for men, Scoring a Touchdown on the Home Front~ Turning Gifts into Experiences She’ll Never Forget. 2008 will see the launch of my membership site Sexy Mom Talks. And May 9th, 2009 I’m creating Sexy Mom Day and the Million Mom Moment… Stay tuned!
And while I’m busy expressing myself in the world, serving marriages and families, I still get scared and lonely. So I dance. I dance when I miss my mom, when I yearn for my life partner, when I’m scared to go on, when I’m pissed at life… anything to get out of my head and into my body where all the answers live… where Spirit lives. I even dance in my winter boots and nightie in the back yard by the light of the full moon.
By taking really good care of myself and by stopping my addiction to being a frustrated victim to my circumstances, my life is magical and I feel radiant. Be gentle with yourself. Know you are exactly where you are meant to be and the very next breath you take is a new moment, fresh and wondrous. You are luscious shining Goddess who just happens to carpool. Don’t forget to nourish yourself everyday.
You are loved. Alana
