Bre Smiley is a peculiar, delicate, fashion-able, intelligent, yet playful anecdotal and observational comedienne and writer. No, she cannot pronounce peculiar.  

 

Her existence is a free for all and the fists are inspired by her hopeless romance, inability to swim (or so she thinks), and her whimsical skeptic worldview. Often she breaks out into song when alone about life’s aggravations yet twirls into fanciful solutions. These solutions include hot honey buffalo wings and a few mixed solutions but hold the mixed and bring the solutions … except on Sundays. 

 

She has performed in her head, at her therapists’ office, and at every job she has ever lost. She has also performed at Punchline Philly, Helium Comedy Club, City Winery, Queens, Brooklyn, and somewhere up in the Pennsylvanian mountains. Her hosting experience and bookings continue to improve and foster a strong stage presence that will shine on your stage, if the petroleum jelly on her face doesn’t shine brighter. 

 

Bre Smiley is a proud graduate of some university with a bird as its mascot (no not that one) and Philadelphia Comedy College, until she finally gets the masters that she *coughs* promised mother and father. How’d you know she was an only child? 

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Bre Smiley posts blogs about "her friends" that you can read here: