Yesterday, I was feeling particularly down. It felt like I was facing more extreme stresses than usual… and I don’t like regular stress (I know, weird, huh?). Anyway, it pretty much sucked. Aside from the fact that I had shared the stage with Tommy Tune… “there is no such thing as small parts, just small actors” or something like that. What I mean to say is that however brief my time on stage with Tommy was, and regardless of that fact that I had no lines, and absolutely no dancing of any kind, I performed with Tommy Tune. Let me give you the play-by-play:
-the number begins. … following “Wake Me Up When September Ends.” No. I’m not being sarcastic, ironic, a prankster or a jokester. No. I’m not joshin’ya either. Yes. The Green Day Song. In all honesty, the story that preceded the piece was a bit of a teary one… this horrid song was actually incredibly touching…
[Tommy Tune deserves Sainthood for this.]
-I step out carrying a very bedazzled red penguin-tailed coat… a large one… this guy is huge. Tall that is. “5 feet, 17 1/2 inches, and all fun”… (that’s in the ad copy.)
-I walk down stage, toward the masses, to the fans. … even if they were his fans. and even though my mark was behind a row of lights and several very large power chords that are non existent as far as the audience is concerned, but still very real to me. Potential death. I was risking my life to walk on stage and stand hear Tommy. But the show must go on!
Ok, this is where the magic happens:
-From Center, he “spots” me.
-He then taps his way over.
– …. then I help him put on the jacket. (AND I WAS AMAZING!)
-I wait a moment. smiling in my fabulous sparkley Steve Maddens.
-He gives me a look, a smile, then a nod.
-I acknowledge the look/smile/nod… and smile.
-We both break away.
-He returns to… wherever the F his next place was and I exit upstage right (the whole time praying I can find the break.)
…and Tommy blows the audience away, blah blah blah… but for that moment, while the spotlight shined upon us… it was… magic. award winning stuff. but mostly, I was honored. Truly. -I just wish I had a picture
Question: Will this be going on my resume?
Answer: Yes. I’ll also announce it when entering parties or anytime I introduce myself to someone.
Best part? I was short. in heels. …I forgot to look up tonight, was the moon indeed blue? (Side note: a “Blue Moon” is the second Full Moon to occur in a month… now you know. and knowing is half the battle.)
So anyway, yesterday was really hard. …wah wah wah
I was hoping today would be better, but I was still feeling absolutely horrible. After a pep-talk from one of my favorite co-workers, I felt loads better. I was able to sit down and focus and get my sh*t together. Later, I had to pick-up laundry and make a stop at that bank. On my way back to the theatre, I began to wish I had a better shirt to wear with my skirt for that night’s show. I decided to stop in at T.J.Maxx. I’ve had a store credit gift card for a while that needed spending anyway… you know where this is going anyway, so here’s what I bought:
This completely adorable layered and lace cream top. $11.00 Clearance.
This black with white embellishment sundress. Perfect for the beach $10.00 Clearance.
These completely adorable, So retro-fabulous, Black and White Polka Dot with Red Patten, Steve Madden heels. I just knew I needed to make these mine. When I slipped them on, a 1947 Chevy pulled up and I was asked to jitterbug. No lies or exaggeration… at all. $24.99.
I felt a lot better after that and hurried back to work.