God, I Hope I Get It...

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For those of you who have been fortunate enough to participate in the rigorous process of auditioning for theatrical productions, I must applaud and commend you for your efforts. 

For those of you who have been crazy fortunate enough to audition for SUMMER THEATRE, I have to applaud your chutzpah. 

Let me paint a little picture for all of you non-thespians out there. 

You walk into a room and are seated (or left standing in the back) until your number is called. 

When your number is called, you approach the center of the room. You are asked to stand on the "X". You approach and stand there. Dear reader, this is the moment in which I typically feel the urge to urinate in my trousers. In front of you is a long row of tables. The people seated at these tables are the directors, choreographers, vocal directors, etc. of the shows for which you are auditioning. You are given 3 minutes to sing your heart out for theses people. 

You might be asked to read or perform some dialogue from a show. When your time is up, you proceed to a dance audition. At this point, a routine of approximately 1 minute is taught in about 15-20 minutes. You spend most of those 15-20 minutes stepping on and cursing the people around you. Don't they know you're a star and you need your space? #amateurs. You are then put into smaller groups to perform the choreography. 

When you have finished performing, you DO NOT MOVE and your number better be on your shirt. The directors write down notes while you are standing there. You keep smiling, and finally, you are dismissed. You gather your belongings, silently cursing yourself: "Damn it! Why didn't I go for the big note at the end!?", "I really should have gone for the double pirouette.", "Did I totally suck?" You then wait days or weeks to find out if you got a callback or were cast in a show. Callbacks are their own brand of beast and deserve their own blog post. I will spare my dear readers from that one.

But you know what? At the end of the day, it's all worth it. The sweating, the nerves, grown adults feeling the need to wet their pants...

Why?

Because at the end of the day, you get to dress in sparkly, gold lame'. 

You get to struggle putting on fake eyelashes...

You might get to portray a dancing hoodlum


Or a semi-irritating-oddly-optimistic orphan


Or a Beast


Or an ogre


Or a Princess (squeal!)!!



Or a tree...


But who cares if you're a tree?! You might get to dance in a jail cell one day...

And at the end of a long day at work, who doesn't love to grand battement with their closest friends?!

And being in musicals is your outlet for expression!

And when you're up on that stage, you just KNOW you look like a saucy little vixen...

(even though you might really look like...)

And the smell of the greasepaint is intoxicating...

And your second family is your theatre family...

  

And the feeling of being in front of the lights and a huge audience? That's the best feeling of all.

To all of you auditioning in the near future...this is for you.
Break a leg. And you better #werk.
Godspeed.

If you live in the Central Illinois area, you can find out more about auditions and performance opportunties by visiting:

The Springfield Muni Opera
Hoogland Center for the Arts
Springfield Theatre Center
The Legacy Theatre
Theatre in the Park

Thursday Thoughts: On Positivity...

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The theme of this Thursday is: POSITIVITY!

I'm the Type of Girl Who...

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I'm the Type of Girl Who...

...is fiercely loyal to the color turquoise.

... has had a crush on Billy Joel since approximately age 8.

...dislikes talking on the phone. Just text me.

...is a worrier. Always worrying about something. But I'm working on it.

...loves a good dirty vodka martini with blue cheese stuffed olives. Makes my heart smile.

...believes in the merit of joining Greek organizations.

...always thinks she wants a tattoo, but can never come up with something significant enough to permanantly put on my body! Plus I am a major baby with pain so...

...gets told she is short and has a big booty a lot. Thanks, boo, I appreciate you bringing that to my attention, but I'm fully aware. In fact, I'm made aware daily when I put on pants. You know what else I say to that?

...loves Disney! Yeah, I'm an adult and whatever, but so what!? How fun is it to go to a place and just not worry about silly adult things and pretend to be a princess?!

Doesn't everyone dress up as Princesses at their National Convention?

... believes that part of the fun of wearing yoga pants all the time is trying to get people wondering whether I just spent half my day at the gym or sitting on the couch watching Netflix. 

...is genuinely fascinated by reality television. The Kardashian's? Real Housewives? Dance Moms? These are my jams.

...seriously looks forward to her coffee in the morning.

...typically wakes up to a routine of instagram, twitter, facebook, weather, get out of bed.

...becomes enraged by mouth sounds. Chewing, chomping, smacking, VOMIT. Just don't. Not only is it gross, it's bad manners.

...husband looks like Dexter Morgan. We don't keep saran wrap in the house because it would be too scary if he were holding it.

...is on a never-ending quest to find the best mascara. I need something that lengthens, curls, thickens, doesn't flake, doesn't give me spider-lashes, and doesn't irritate my eyes.

...is so thankful that I got involved in the arts at such a young age. I truly value the time, commitment, dedication, creativity, and talent in all areas of artistic expression. 

...thinks Beyonce is great and all, but in my mind, there is only one woman who can truly do.it.all....

Oh who the hell am I kidding? Beyonce is EVERYTHING!

And the award for worst blogger goes to...

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ME!

Y'all, I have got to apologize. I have been slacking upon SLACKING with this little bloggy-blog and I actually really missed it! In fact Mr. K even commented to me that he really liked my blog and thought I should get back into posting regularly.

So, what's a girl who has something to say about everything do? She makes a nice Little list on her phone (where else?) of things to talk write about and away we go!

Since it's been so gosh darn long since I have given my little cyber-space the time of day, I feel like we need to get reacquainted here!

The Literally Loving List

Now Playing:

I have no idea why this has been my jam for approximately the last 5 days. It's pretty old school, but I think it's just one of those songs I think about with anticipation for spring! It always brings me back to cruising around High Point, NC with this lady:

#vintage

Favorite Recipe:

Low-carb ground-Turkey Lettuce Wraps

Mr. K loved them! We will definitely be making again. Low-cal and delicious!

Favorite Workout:

Holy hell, this is killer-slash-amazing. Gotta get right and tight for swimsuit season, y'all!

Favorite Headlines:

SCANDAL RETURNS THURSDAY!

#itshandled

Favorite Splurge:

Ro's Argan Body Conditioner

Not only does this stuff smell like roses (in a clean, non-old-lady-way), but it makes your skin feel like BUTTAH. You use it just like you would a hair conditioner: use body wash or soap as usual, then slather this stuff on in the shower and rinse off. Replaces the need for lotion post-shower. It is a bit of a splurge at $32.95 for about 8oz, but it lasts quite some time and a little goes a looooong way. PLUS, Lush products are all natural, don't test on animals, and are just downright DELISH.

#worthit

Favorite Funnies:

This is an oldie but a goodie and it never fails to make me laugh!

"Step, bump, step, bump, bump!"

For those of you who might be auditioning for summer theatre in the coming weeks, I have to of course pay homage to one of the best "audition" scenes in cinematic history, from one of my top-5 favorite movies, Waiting for Guffman.

I hope you all are having a wonderful week. I'll be a better blogger, promise!