Thursday, February 05, 2009

how's this for riveting information

I'm auditioning for something tomorrow, and I'm totally and one hundred percent going out on a limb by wearing a large-printed dress that is very pretty but doesn't show any cleavage. Since I think opera singers are pretty much weaned on cleavage, and the idea that to succeed, you must show yours, this is a big step for me.

If I sing fabulously, therefore, I will blame not having been hired on the fact that I was just too daring in my attire. Large print and no cleave? It's taking your life into your hands. But so is singing, in some ways. Being like a quarter-tone away from utter humiliation every time you open your mouth, and the way you take in a breath determines whether or not you hit that high Q above L you were going for? Please. We're all masochists.

I try not to think about these things very often, because if I did, I would lose it.


Robert said...

jess, you're going against my first rule for (pretty) female opera singers:

make-up and stilettos on, tits out!

Jessica said...

I know. I may change the strategy at the last minute...why mess with convention?