Probably because I don’t drink. But I am part Irish. And to be honest, I’m writing this three days later because I’m catching up on blog stuff. And to be further honest, I could not care less about St. Patrick’s Day. And I didn’t wear green. There! (One stupid blog post down, one to go.)
Anne Clendening was born and raised in L.A. She's a yoga teacher, a writer and occasionally slings cocktails in a Hollywood bar. She could eat chocolate cake for every meal of the day. She has a huge fear of heights and flying. And fire. She wishes she could speak French, play her guitar better and make cannoli. She's probably listening to The Dark Side Of The Moon right now, kickin’ it with her boxer dog and her hot Australian husband ★
