Thursday, February 10, 2011

Rainy face.

A quick update from LA:

Alex and I competed in the 3:00 Irene Ryan round yesterday. I feel like we did our absolute best, which I am very happy about. The respondents only told us to re-configure some of our blocking so that it was more open -- nothing about our acting, which was super nice. They said that we had an "excellent comprehension of the script, language, and time period."

:)

Spencer had his design presentation today and he did SUCH A FABULOUS JOB! He covered all of his bases and also had a beautiful display. I hope he wins something. He totally deserves it.

Last night he and I went to this incredible Italian restaurant called Portofino's. I had gnocchi that was seriously TO DIE FOR and Spencer had some kind of remarkable fettuccine and then we split some tiramisu that made us both cry tears of joy.

Today we discovered a place called LA Cafe that had delicious sandwiches and the biggest pastries I have ever seen in my life. There were croissants as big as my face, I'm not even kidding.

Tonight Spencer and I are going to see Cal Lutheran's production of The Cherry Orchard. We were going to go see a Brecht show U of Hawaii brought, The Judith of Shamoda, but apparently it was painfully boring. (Zoe saw it.)

Tonight at midnight the semi-finals list goes up. Alex doesn't want to rehearse our second scene at all until we know we made it, but that (I think) is a really stupid situation to put ourselves in. Way last minute. Of course, there's nothing I can do about it because all of his free time is taken up by Grace. (I love her. But she has made it nearly impossible for me to work with him. Every time I try to get ahold of him they're out doing something -- she wanted him to stay up late with her the night before our first round; I had to tell him that if he wasn't getting ready for bed by 10 PM we were going to have a problem.)

Right now they're on their way to Spring Awakening at the Pantages Theatre. I hope my dad still wants to work with us at midnight... :S

Anyway, I'm gonna have a quick nap before I meet up with Spencer. Hopefully I can enjoy my favorite Chekhov play, get some delicious Indian food, and then find out I'm moving onto semi-finals?

Hopefully. :)

Sunday, February 6, 2011

So according to my parents...

... I can't be successful AND overweight.

Me: Mom, Dad wants me to wear a bodyshaper for my Irene Ryan rounds.

Mom: Okay.

Me: I said no because that's misrepresentation. That's not what I look like.

Mom: I don't think that's true. I mean, those things don't make you skinny. They just smooth you out.

Me: I lost like a whole pant size when I wore that one for Blithe. And that's not what I look like. And if I get past preliminary rounds, I want it to be because I'm talented, not because I'm ... smooth.

Mom: Honey, don't shoot yourself in the foot. You have a pride issue.





Uh, WHAT?

For the record, I do not have a pride issue, I have an honesty issue. As in, I believe honesty is a good thing. And it would be dishonest of me to WEAR A MOTHEREFFING BODYSHAPER into a SCHOLARSHIP AUDITION.

I would not wear a wig into an audition. I would not load up my face with makeup. I would not wear a FLIPPER like they do in mothereffing BEAUTY PAGEANTS because that's NOT WHAT I LOOK LIKE.

How is a bodyshaper different than those things?

Who cares if I'm overweight? I'm a good actress -- they nominated me the way I am. Why shouldn't I compete that way?

Mothereff.

Shitty shit shit.