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Monique was born in San Luis Obispo, California on November 4th in the year of the Snake.
At the age of three she became obsessed with ballerinas and begged her parents for dance lessons. Naturally they gave her what she wanted - spoiled brat that she is. They even gave her a bonus - a little sister, Marnay. Life was good, ballet classes and her very own doll - er, sister. But then things changed... Dance recital. With an audience...
From that moment on Monique was hooked and like any addict she needed more. More ballet. Then tap, then jazz. More recitals and more costumes and more applause. But it still wasn’t enough.
At the age of nine she started mainlining theater. Drama-rama, Baby! Monique did all the recitals and plays and talent contests that she could. Monique's poor family could hardly keep up with her, so after many years they finally staged (forgive the pun) an intervention. AKA: high school.
For a time in her teen years, Monique managed to put aside her addiction for more “normal” pursuits - boys, rebelling against authority, boys - that sort of thing. Oh, did we mention boys?
After high school, Monique attended Alan Hancock College (great theater dept.). Big Mistake. She thought she could just take a few theater and dance classes while she figured out what to do with her life. What Monique figured out was that acting was her life.
So the only thing left to do was pack up her bags, move to Hollywood and be a big star! Or as it turns out, move to Los Angeles, study acting at the Beverly Hills Playhouse, go on lots of auditions, work a lot of 16 hour days and become a little bitty star. For now...
Stay tuned as the drama continues to unfold!