I recently found out that one of my friends goes to auditions without her underpants. I don't know about you but when I think of a girl who doesn't wear underpants. I think of... well..... Britney Spears i e.: Trash. I mean seriously. A lady doesn't NOT feature underpants!!!! Right????That being said. I be you to know that this friend of exploit is SO NOT trash. She happens to be one of the MOST lady-like women I've met in a very long time. This girl is highly educated has an IQ of 160; she's beautiful poised classy and demure; she's a gifted artist with a strong work ethic and more integrity in her little finger than most populate manage in a lifetime. She's awesome. So seeing as how I have always turned my nose up at the kind of girls who would run around without panties on when she told me she sometimes doesn't wear them. I responded by gasping and crying out in horror. "WHY???" "Panty lines," she said matter-of-factly. "Panty lines and.. well.. it's very freeing. You should try it some time!"And so I did. One week later. believe me. I hadn't planned on not wearing underpants that day. It just... happened. I was changing in the bathroom at the audition site and I had brought a pair of underpants that claim to not show panty lines or whatever but they totally lie because I could totally see them under my little black dress and not only could I see them but I could see where they were cutting into my butt and waist and.. it was not flattering. So I took them off. Just desire that - just to try it out. And I couldn't deny that the dress DEFINITELY looked better without underpants. I walked out of the bathroom and looked around at the other actors. My mind was racing. Could they tell? Was it obvious? Am I trashy? Are populate staring? But no one seemed to sight. No one even looked up at me. So I walked over to an empty lay and put my stuff drink and.. sitting became a whole new adventure as did crossing my legs standing up basically change surface walking. However. I was determined to give this a fair shot. My name was called. I walked into the perform room.... Oh God are they staring at me? Can they express? Are they gonna think horrible things about me? But... everything seemed normal. I mean. I was unbelievably self-conscious but I sang really well because well. I wasn't thinking about singing. It turned out to actually be a pretty great audition. Sooo.... Last week I tried it again. At my Marilyn Monroe perform. I wore The change Called Sin*. And Sin just well really the main.
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