So right now I’m supposed to be answering THIS question: What has your trajectory as an actor been up to this point and where do you want to go from here? (p.s. I promise I’ll stop dropping cryptic hints and let you guys know what I’m talking about soon.) Instead of answering that question, however, I find myself procrastinating and writing this blog.

So what is the Flapper Dress Project you ask?  Really it’s a fancy title for a weight loss effort. My rehearsals for Oh Boy! start a month from tomorrow so I’m doing a 30 day overhaul. Oh Boy! is being set in 1923. Let’s just say the flapper is not my most flattering dress shape. I’m much more of a corset and bustle kind of girl. So starting tomorrow I’m back on Jillain Michael’s 30-day shred and a low carb, low fat diet (pretty much like South Beach). I’m also restricting my booze intake to the weekends and only red wine and bloody marys .

So now for the inevitable…I KNOW I’m not fat. I just want to point that out before all my friends start worrying about me. BUT I do have to wear a flapper dress and none of us want to see that right now. AND I DO have to do the Charleston (God help us all) and I really would rather not have things flopping around whilst doing so. The space at City Lit is only so big after all, and ingenues can’t have flabby arms. It’s my rule, no one else’s.

So….if you see me in 7-11 sitting on the floor ravenously eating a bag of barbecue chips, please slap me good and hard across the face and escort me out of there with some semblance of dignity. Thank goodness I’m not working in Munster, Indiana right now. Those Munster Doughnuts would be my downfall.

So wish me luck!

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