train wreck tonight.
MUCH of the show has changed (so come see it, again!)
as has the cast (WHO ARE THESE STRANGERS!!?!)
and i wasn't so smooth on the new choreography i learned in an hour and without the rest of the cast....
here's what you don't hear about being in a broadway show:
*by the end of the week, my feet swell from a size 7 to a 7 1/2 because of dancing in heels.
*the fake lashes make me lose about 1/3 of my already sparse eyelashes.
*after months of wig wearing, i have scabs from where the pins enter my wig prep and my hairline breaks from pin curls.
*most nights (like tonight) i spend loads of time icing my injuries.
*after months of sweating in makeup, my skin starts to look like an astrology map.
*if you gain one pound, you will feel it---(you can even feel the vast difference in fit from a matinee show to evening... we all LOVE the matinee's cause your costumes are soo roomy!)--and your very tactful wardrobe supervisor will threaten you and basically call you a cow. ... don't worry, miss wardrobe, WE ladies can feel it. trust me. we know when we gain weight. thank you, captain obvious.
*if you miss even ONE show/week, your lung capacity for the hand jive decreases.... miss 6 weeks and you'll beg for oxygen backstage.
so farewell to beautiful skin, luscious lashes, small feet, and big boobs....
i'm about to get broadway gaunt again.
isn't this life so glamorous?!
tomorrow will be better.....