Remember when I told you I was going to be in a play, and I spouted all these lofty sentiments about how theatre makes me feel more alive?
Well, forget all that. Really, I'm just an adult who likes to play dress up.
Starting tonight we get to wear costumes at rehearsal!! For a modern-day play, costumes tend to be pretty boring, but in a play like this, when I get to wear vintage early-1960s dresses, I am in heaven. Well, except I don't suppose we'll have to wear girdles and pantyhose in heaven. (And if we do, my view of God is seriously wrong.)
Here I am, as Cecily Pigeon (minus some accessories and full stage makeup.) This is my first attempt at big '60s hair, and I think it probably needs to be bigger.
The black dress is definitely my favorite; I just love it. I wear it for my first scene, which takes up the bulk of my stage time. The blue is fun and casual and will work for the 45 seconds or so that I'm wearing it onstage during my second scene.
Interesting tidbit about how much dress sizing has changed in the last 45 years or so. I wear a size 3. The vintage blue dress fit me without alteration (except shortening the hemline), and it is a size 9.