Hi all,
For those who have followed some of my posts you may recall an accidental outing when I returned an elderly gent (senile) to his daughter's house while I was en femme. I was read by the woman but she only thanked me and was quite understanding. Since that time my wife and I have developed a friendship with the family and seen them on occasion.
One day I was talking about my past-time of performing in community theatre groups in places I have been posted to. The woman approached me later in private and said she was part of a local theatre group and they were kind of stuck for a male lead for the upcoming play "Leading Ladies" (can you see where this is leading . . . no pun intended). The role is one of two men who decide to dress up like women in order to secure an inheritance from a dying woman and the comedy ensues from there.
So what could I do but agree to play the role. The grand total of dress time includes a Cleopatra costume, a chic pantsuit (play is set in the 50s) and a ball gown (with heels). I have been rehearsing with the group for a few weeks now and we are beginning to incorporate costume into the rehearsals . . . think heels. Naturally, I make sure I look like a dude walking in heels so as not to draw too much attention . . . but Isha really wants to rock those heels.
My one pain is that the make-up people have decided to go with an outlandish make-up job to make us look like guys with make-up. We had a trial the other day and I had to stop myself from putting on my own mascara and eyeliner .
All that aside it is a great play and full of lots of laughs and I get to wear a dress and nobody will care . . . in fact they will applaud (at least I hope they will )
Hugs
Isha