Tawny is an NYC-based millennial also known as The Sober Sexpert. Her book, Dry Humping: A Guide to Dating, Relating, and Hooking Up Without Booze comes out September 19, 2023. Her work is featured in Playboy, Men’s Health, Writer’s Digest, and two essay collections: The Addiction Diaries and Sex and the Single Woman. She is the co-host of Recovery Rocks podcast and the story developer for the Webby-Award-winning podcast, F*cking Sober. Tawny has shared her recovery story on stages all across the world: IOGT World Congress, New York State Recovery Conference, United Federation of Teachers, and more. She’s the founder of the Readings on Recovery™ reading series and her blog, SobrieTea Party™. She’s a charity volunteer with Road Recovery and an award-winning filmmaker of the recovery documentary, Fixed Up.
Figuring out Why I wanted to quit drinking helped me get into recovery, and years later it helps me stay booze-free. I tried to quit
Back in my party girl days, my Friday nights consisted of pre-gaming (drinking in preparation for more drinking), getting dressed up to impress potential hook ups, hopping from bar to bar, then driving home drunk at 2:30am. Zoom back to the present — for this yoga class, my pre-game consisted of putting on a pair of herringbone patterned yoga pants, a funky sports bra, and a daisy chain (check out my pic in the header!). Afterwards, I took the train home and was in bed by 10:30. I woke up refreshed, although my quads were definitely feeling a little yoga hungover.
Tawny Lara of SobrieTea Party talks about her first sober vacation, as she hits the beach of Mexico, toes in sand, and no beer in hand.
In her Sober in the City series, Tawny Lara of SobrieTea Party shares her experience with therapy and why it’s such an important part of her recovery journey.
To live a sober life, I had to change certain aspects of my lifestyle. And that’s when I found Broadway.
I’ve flirted with the idea of improv for awhile now, but the thought of emitting that amount of vulnerability scared me to death. I used to hide my vulnerability by binge drinking a ton of whiskey, but this year, I’ve decided to face it head on.
I stood there, with my eyes closed, picturing myself taking a bath while drinking a big glass of wine. This delusional thought was so relaxing, I may have even smiled. When the train slammed on its brakes, and I had to get off at my stop, it brought me right back to my reality: I. Can’t. Drink.