I had an audition yesterday. My first in more than 5 months.
And I really couldn't wear any make-up.
And I really couldn't wear anything pretty.
And I kinda sorta had to pull my hair all the way back, thereby revealing my shar pei puppy forehead.
And I chose to sing 4 octaves.
Let's say I have been blessed. Blessed with a buttload of fulfilling, exciting, love-filled work. I haven't always enjoyed the circumstances, but the work...YES! And all that work has rendered auditions unnecessary.
But since the work must eventually end, and I am in the city of dreams, I'm now getting these auditions...GREAT auditions...for women who wear black and no make-up and have hair scraped straight off their faces. Daunting, but I LOVE THIS! It's so much easier. It doesn't take an hour to get ready. I don't have to pretend I'm young. I don't have to pretend I'm pretty. I can just look like me.
And I don't have to be perky.
WHOSE LIFE IS THIS????