We open tomorrow.
In nineteen hours, the theatre will be in a state of pre-show and we'll all be waiting in the wings. This time, however, it'll be real. I'll be down at the first entrance with Brittany and Jackie, Josh, Tara and Mike. And we'll be waiting for the lights to fade to black. The next time I step on that stage in those killer heels that are a size too small, someone will be watching.
That nose bandage might be the death of me. Placing it myself is annoying and stressful, especially since I only have a single line to do it in. At least I don't have to change there any longer. I am giddy with anticipation. I can't remember the last time I was on a stage.
That nose bandage might be the death of me. Placing it myself is annoying and stressful, especially since I only have a single line to do it in. At least I don't have to change there any longer. I am giddy with anticipation. I can't remember the last time I was on a stage.