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Ahhh. The show, it is open.
(And I'm not watching it tonight; I'll see it on either Monday or Tuesday next week, and also on Saturday.)
Also, as small-town-paper as it is, we've got some press coverage. There are a few mistakes--for instance, Maureen (the director) is in fact a student. This show is her thesis. Also, I'm not the assistant producer, nor am I a curator for this production. That would be the Coffeehouse. Things like that. However, it's a story, which is cool. It's publicity for the show, which is nice but not completely necessary, as we're already almost full, and it's more fodder for my portfolio.
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I got a full set of acrylic nails for the run. I'm not impressed. The girl who did them did a shoddy job, and they don't look that great. I really don't want to have them re-done elsewhere (and pay for a second set), but these ones look really crappy, so I might have to. We'll see.
I like getting a manicure like this, that doesn't bite the dust as quickly as a regular nail-polish-only one, but it always kind of makes me sad to be able to have these longer nails for a while. It means that I'm not playing the piano regularly, which was always the reason that I kept my nails short. I keep my natural nails short these days because I really hate their shape, and the less I can draw attention to them, the better, but fake ones are different.
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Here, have a few pictures of me all gussied up. This isn't the greatest picture of this dress, which was borrowed from Mariah's closet and is a lovely deep purple. It also has the tendency to make my legs look about 3 inches long, which is why I have to wear 4" heels with it for it to look in any way flattering to the lower half of my body.
Also, please ignore the mess in my room, so thoroughly reflected in my full-length mirror. Usually it's not that bad, I promise.
( All dressed up and somewhere to go, but my date won't be here for another week )
Anyway, I'm home now. I don't have to be anywhere until the box office opens for tomorrow night's show. (Yay! No matinee! I hate matinees.) I'm going to clean, since Dad will want to sleep on my couch on Monday night, and I'm going to sleep in. Especially since it's almost 2:30 a.m. now.
(And I'm not watching it tonight; I'll see it on either Monday or Tuesday next week, and also on Saturday.)
Also, as small-town-paper as it is, we've got some press coverage. There are a few mistakes--for instance, Maureen (the director) is in fact a student. This show is her thesis. Also, I'm not the assistant producer, nor am I a curator for this production. That would be the Coffeehouse. Things like that. However, it's a story, which is cool. It's publicity for the show, which is nice but not completely necessary, as we're already almost full, and it's more fodder for my portfolio.
***
I got a full set of acrylic nails for the run. I'm not impressed. The girl who did them did a shoddy job, and they don't look that great. I really don't want to have them re-done elsewhere (and pay for a second set), but these ones look really crappy, so I might have to. We'll see.
I like getting a manicure like this, that doesn't bite the dust as quickly as a regular nail-polish-only one, but it always kind of makes me sad to be able to have these longer nails for a while. It means that I'm not playing the piano regularly, which was always the reason that I kept my nails short. I keep my natural nails short these days because I really hate their shape, and the less I can draw attention to them, the better, but fake ones are different.
***
Here, have a few pictures of me all gussied up. This isn't the greatest picture of this dress, which was borrowed from Mariah's closet and is a lovely deep purple. It also has the tendency to make my legs look about 3 inches long, which is why I have to wear 4" heels with it for it to look in any way flattering to the lower half of my body.
Also, please ignore the mess in my room, so thoroughly reflected in my full-length mirror. Usually it's not that bad, I promise.
( All dressed up and somewhere to go, but my date won't be here for another week )
Anyway, I'm home now. I don't have to be anywhere until the box office opens for tomorrow night's show. (Yay! No matinee! I hate matinees.) I'm going to clean, since Dad will want to sleep on my couch on Monday night, and I'm going to sleep in. Especially since it's almost 2:30 a.m. now.
