I've been accused of being the wild twin when
compared to my sister Ophi. When things get too
serious, I can't resist blurting out a wisecrack to break the ice. Meanwhile,
Ophi sits stoically, pondering each word she hears before delivering a well-measured
response. Strangely, we both own dachshunds who share the other twin's personality.
Her pups Seymour and Lulu are restless, loud and hard to pin down. My Libra
doxie Wendell is
sweet, thoughtful and a bit of a dreamer. You never can predict where he's
going, but at least he's easy to catch.
After eleven years of living a Carrie Bradshaw-like existence ("Stars in the City?") in New York, NY, my Macbook pro and I packed up and moved to Seattle in the name of love. My husband Cory is a fellow fire sign--he's an Aries and I'm a Sagittarius. No surprise, we met at Burning Man and got married there in a 40 foot, glowing "egg dome" made from white parachutes, PVC pipe, and a whole lotta sparkly things. These pictures from our annual "Burns" crack me up: it's like Tank Girl meets Rambo...or Ram Boy (harharhar).

At our wedding, it only seemed appropriate to
be "given
away" by
my twin sister Ophi. The two of us have practically been married our entire
life, sharing everything from a childhood bank account to our obsession with
charting the stars. I hop regularly between Seattle and NYC now (a very yin-to-yang
journey, I must say). While the cities definitely
move at different paces,
my fire sign home life with Cory burns brightly with creativity.
He's as obsessed with old school Polaroids as I am with looking up friends'
and celebrities' moon signs. While I'm writing, designing, or reworking vintage
clothes for fun, he
takes incredible photos, often borrowing me, Wendell
and my newly adopted cat-son Bud as the unsuspecting subjects.
SO YOU WANT TO BE AN... ASTROLOGER?
In seventh grade, I scored a paper route. Before making my daily deliveries,
I'd always sneak a peek at a few sections. First, I'd read the advice column
by identical twin Dear Abby, then I'd look up my daily horoscope. Who knew
that was a prediction of things to come?
The truth is, I never would have sought this career in a zillion years. I'm a die-hard cynic who scored A's in A.P. Physics and Calculus. I attended the prestigious University of Michigan. The last thing I'd want to be confused with is one of those storefront psychics who scares the heck out of you during a $5 palm reading. (For the record, please stay away from any intuitive person who uses fear to manipulate you like this!)
So when my sister Ophi handed me a 20-page
printout with my birth chart on it, I was like, "What?! How can anyone really know this about me?" It
totally nailed me and I wanted to know why. So I started doing everyone's
chart who would let me. I started seeing
patterns among signs and planetary placements. I noticed trends
among celebs who shared signs. (For example, many of the chart-topping,
soul singing divas are Aries: Mariah Carey, Diana Ross, Celine Dion, Aretha
Franklin...)
Over a decade later, I'm officially obsessed. I've sat face-to-face with celebs like Stevie Wonder and Avril Lavigne and talked about the stars with them. They say you've found your true career path when you enjoy doing something so much that you'd do it for free. That's how I feel about astrology. It's endlessly fascinating to me and I always wind up talking about it with people. And though it's not a rock-hard science, on some mystical, intuitive level, I've become a believer. Who woulda guessed?
OTHER THINGS I'M INTO