I Quit Nannying to Film Ads About Windshield Wipers in Central Park, and Now I'm Rich(ish)
So here's the deal: I used to wrangle other people's children on the Upper East Side. Now I make videos about houseplant soil, and somehow that's the glow-up.
Before this, I did the completely normal thing of touring with Hairspray and then living on a cruise ship for nine months, because apparently the career path to "influencer" runs through international waters. After that, returning to a regular job felt like a demotion, so naturally I became a nanny instead. Very sensible.
Then I discovered Fiverr — the marketplace where brands who make windshield wipers and lawyers who probably shouldn't need emotional storytelling somehow find me. I didn't even have to pitch anyone. I just... existed on the internet with good lighting, and money started arriving.
My secret weapon? I treat ads for skincare and soil like Shakespeare. I print out scripts. I ask myself, "What story are we telling?" about a car part. This is either the most inspiring use of theater training in human history or the saddest, and honestly, who's to say.
Within five months, I was making $10,000 a month, which is more than I made doing actual theater, so let's all sit with that for a second.
Now I work 30-40 hours a week, mostly filming myself in Times Square and Central Park because apparently brands love a good NYC backdrop more than they love, I don't know, competent copywriting. I have a spreadsheet. I check it twice a day like it's a heart monitor. Sixteen videos due in a week is just Tuesday now.
My dream clients are Lush and Nike, which tracks — go big or go home, right after you've already gone pretty big filming an ad about soil.
Genuinely, though? It's freedom, it's flexible, and it beats being 5,000 feet underwater watching a bachelorette party from Ohio slowly ruin your cruise ship gig. Can't complain.