About Becoming Awesomer
I’m not here to sell you a dream.
I’m here to remind you you’ve always had one.
I’m not interested in pretending life is tidy.
This place—this Delulu thing—it was built for the mess.
For the magic.
For the people who are already enough, but still want more.
I’m not your guru.
I don’t need your worship.
But I will tell you to stand up straighter and remember who the hell you are.
Delulu is permission.
To be wild.
To evolve.
To stop performing and start becoming.
Are you ready? Join the full Delulu Experience - everything you need to build a legendary life. $25/month gets you the adventures, the mastermind, and the yoga that turns your dreams into reality. Plus whatever future Annie dreams up and adds. Which if you know me, you know it's gonna be wild.
I’ve walked through fire without asking for applause.
Applause I absolutely should have demanded. I have fostered 24 kids, started a backpack food program that now serves 1500 meals a week. I signed up for marathons just to watch the sunrise from the top of a bridge. I quit my corporate job after TWO whole yoga classes, a flew to Spain to get certified. Opening five studios in a major city before the great plague and deciding to pivot from yoga to motorsport marshaling. Where in less than six seasons I have achieved the rank of Zone Chief for MotoGP. I run turn one at COTA, and IYKYK. I am the only woman Sector Chief in Formula 1in America. I scrutineer (tech inspections and monitor pit stops) for World Endurance Championship and Formula E. And am the unofficial queen of Superbike race marshals in America.
I've built families, food programs, yoga empires, carburetors for champions, and conquered marshaling. Now I'm teaching the frameworks that make impossible shit possible.
I’ve built a life that runs on instinct, conviction, and just enough chaos to stay interesting.
And I get to meet people on their way to becoming—and hold space while they remember themselves.
You don’t need to be fixed.
You need to be witnessed.
If you’re here, it’s not by accident.
You’re the kind of person who hears the call in the middle of the night and answers it.
You’re the purple shoes.
You’re the wildflower.
You’re the reason this place exists.