NYC, 1982.
My best friend, Laury Marker, and I are both waitresses/actors
and looking for our "big break".
(This predates YouTube and all that came after.)
So what could we do but write ourselves a play?
My Heart Belongs to Daddy is that play: funny and raunchy and
- hopefully -
makes you cry in the end.
This play is a story about best friends, fathers and daughters and our struggle to
reconcile who we (the daughters) are in relation to them
(our fathers).
Oh! And quite a few dates.
