I’m a White Rhythmic Dog, according to Mayan astrology. And not to brag or anything: according to the same dreamspell system, I am also a Galactic Portal, though that doesn’t mean just anyone gets to enter me. I live in Los Angeles with my animal familiar, Sadie, who coincidentally is also a white dog in real life. Recently, I've rediscovered my love for glitter and glam.

Age: 34

Twitter: @lizzyarmstrong


What I Do, Job-wise: New Agey Stuff blogger for, West Coast Editor at Vice, and freelance writer.

What I Do, Fun-wise: I play saxophone in a bunch of different projects. I love being outside when the sun is shining. I'll do just about anything that involves exploring, discovering, learning, or running around wild. I liked being whisked off to do something at the last minute. Where are we going? Let's do it!

My Motto: Pursue integrity. Authenticity wins! Also: Screw 'em if they can't take a joke.

My Anti-Motto: Why bother with something “anti”?

The First Movie Star I Ever Had A Crush On: I used to think Bijou Phillips was super foxy? I dunno, I never got the celebrity obsession thing.

My “celebs to make out with” list: Eh. Less attracted to fame than intelligence, oddness, kindness, and super hot bods.

The Most Played Song On My iTunes: “Orchid” by Black Sabbath (no joke—I checked!)

Last Book I Read Without Skimming Any Parts: Seth Speaks as channeled by Jane Roberts

My Most Worn Item of Clothing: Ridiculously impractical shoes. Since moving from NYC to LA I am so excited to be able to wear heels again.

Beauty Products That I Hoard: Hair powders and perfume.

I smell like: a French woman—obscure flowery perfume (currently usually Frederic Malle's Dans tes Bras) + strong B.O.