My dance group and I had been working hard on a group dance to the song 'Sway' and I was eager to dance the dance at a very small recital Bombshell Betty was putting on in her studio. I had invited two friends. It was fun, we all got sparkle-
ized and bedazzled, some did solos and we all did the group dance. As I said it was fun, and we'd do it all again later in the month at the
Elbo Room. YIKES! Dance for real in front of strangers! What?!
Well..... over the weekend two very lovely friends talked me into more than the group dance. They said "Why not? You're already getting up there. We don't want to go and watch other people, we wanna see you" My reply "I can't, I don't have anything to wear. I don't have a dance or a song." With the speed of lighting my friends rush into my closet and found several pretty dresses, and some new lingerie. And said "What about these?" After a flurry of dresses and lace we pick out a beautiful silky black dress and a lacy bra and pantie/ skirt set. I felt oh so pretty.......pretty silly.
Next came the song. I just so happened to have one that I had picked out at the start of class for one of the assignments. 'Why don't ya do right?' the Jessica Rabbit version, from Who Framed Roger Rabbit. She is oh so sexy and I didn't want people thinking I was trying to be this
smokin hot cartoon character. Again my friends chimed in "Your dress is black, you look way better than that" Filling my head with nonsense we moved on to the dance. The friends sat on the couch and said "Go." Wait......what do you mean "go?" I don't know what the hell I'm doing!! Several hours later, I had my first act. Boy, looking back my friends had to push me a lot!
The night at the
Elbo Room. I had invited all of my friends and they invited there friends, in all I had about 15 or so people come to see me. Wow, now that is a very strange feeling and I love them for showing up to support me. To top it off, they all got there early and were in the first front two rows. Great friends. Back stage was all fun and games, putting on make-up, bedazzling and
glitterizing. I loved watching everyone, seeing their costumes and feeling the excitement in the air. Then it started to get closer and closer to my turn. I tried to block my nerves, push the nauseous feeling away, just smile, talk, walk around, anything. I told myself; "Remember your dance", "Just remember the order you have to take everything off in and you'll do fine","Don't throw up", "You've been on stage before, you know
what you're doing", "Pleeease, don't throw up!" All rushing through my head, as the dance numbers were checked off the list.
As I waited on the wings I heard my named announced, my music
cue, and I was on!! It was all a blur. I remember the
insane bright light in my eyes and the room (thank God) was pitch black, except the front row of shining faces of my sweet friends. I couldn't have been luckier.
Before I knew it I was done! Back stage it was all cheers and congratulations and great jobs, but I was in shock and still sick to my stomach. I couldn't believe I had done it. I, this average, kinda conservative, odd, girl and gone on stage and fooled them all. I had fooled them into thinking I was glamerous, sexy, like I knew what I was doing. I couldn't believe that was me.
I went out to meet my friends and they said, like the good friends they are, that I was great.
My first show ever. It was something else. I never thought I would get up there and I never thought I'd be any good at it. And I never thought I'd do it again. My oh my.
xoxo
Dangerous Delilah