Well after the months of rehearsals, travelling back and forth and the putting on of the actual show Sweet Charity can go rest herself for she is retired.
I think if life hadn't been so hectic during the rehearsals and the death bug hadn't been infecting me everytime I forgot to wear my mittens it would have been a more enjoyable process, but with Burlesque shows and modelling gigs it was not to be.
Needless to say I was down right infuriated with some shit to do with it.
(1) I'm a soprano singer and got no where near a substantial singing role, even one solo line in a song would have done me. Instead all my training was drowned out in chorus songs.
(2) I've been acting for years, can throw on an accent and jump into character like that *clicks fingers* and all I got to say was "That's not who he came in with" and "loosen her collar". Yes, as you can imagine two very crucial lines to the plot. Not.
(3) Lastly and this one will get your goat, the show was about show girls, parading around in corsets and stockings, all that jazz. Guess who wasn't in any of these scenes? That's right, the showgirl. Me with a bag full of corsets at home had to go out and buy herself a plain black dress and pretend I was a snob which consisted of making a sour face in my PBD. I wouldn't mind but a lot of the young girls they put in the corsets weren't even comfortable in what they were wearing and were embarrassed walking around half dressed and then having to go on stage in front of the whole town in their knickers. If there was ever a time to use a girl who's not afraid to parade in a corset it would have been then.
But what are ye gonna do? It's a small town, everyone knows everyone and I was the stranger from the city this year. I'm not offended I wasn't used more. The people that got the leads did an excellent job and I can't begrudge someone their dream when I fight tooth and nail for mine. For some people doing the town musical is their chance to perform and be creative. I luckily get to do that many places but with kids and jobs not everyone has that luxury so I had no bother seeing the girls who got the leads do their stuff.
All I wish is that I could have had a few more lie ins. Really, I didn't do that much in the show, I could have had everything I needed to do rehearsed in a week.
Now I realise why it's been so long since I last did a musical. God they are exhausting!
I doubt anyone from Boyle (except Carl) will read this but if they ever do cheers guys, you were excellent and I'm glad I took part if only to meet you all :)
Bubblegum x
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
Letting the Kinks all hang out
Three shows within a week of each other, exciting/exhausting. Last minute cancellations and a love of helping people will be the undoing of me.
If you didn't already know I performed at Kinky Kabaret on the 30th. It's hosted by Paddy who I've known since birth. Some people would find it weird to strip off in front of family friends, but I never said I was some people.
Anywho, not sure exactly who cancelled but I got their slot instead. As per usual things had to be a pain in the butt- the cd I burned my music to decided to flip out causing mucho panic. I wasn't the only one it happened to, poor D4 von Teese had to have her music delivered to her by taxi. That doesn't seem extreme if you've got money to burn but this is Ireland not Hollywood so we've gotta keep our money as far away from the flames as possible. My false eyelashes were also acting up. I got glue in my eye for starters (ouchie covered ouch) and then one of them kept jabbing me in the eye every time I blinked. Pain & beauty, one in the same.
I had no idea what to expect. Kinky Kabaret has only been running the past two months and majority of the acts I saw perform at their debut show were working other gigs that night. Anne was there though to comfort me with her dragalicious words of wisdom and I was raring to go when it was my turn to go on stage. When I got on the stage though there was a very slow sinking feeling. The crowd were not the usual Burlesque crowd and had no idea what was going on and when you're a performing artist the audience's feedback is the most important thing. In this case I wasn't getting much and when I left the stage I felt rather disappointed as did the other acts. It was a strange feeling. I had performed the same act as I had at the Burlesque & Cabaret Social, I had a better outfit thanks to Honeytrap and I felt more comfortable in my skin performing it, yet I felt like I had done it all wrong and couldn't put my finger on it. It just goes to show you that no matter how ready you are it can all fall flat if you don't have the right crowd.
I'm glad I did it. I met some new performers, helped out an old friend and got some more stage experience. I think if I hadn't been so tired from my week of madness I would have had a better time. Lesson learnt for the future, sleep and sleep well before show time.
Bubblegum x
If you didn't already know I performed at Kinky Kabaret on the 30th. It's hosted by Paddy who I've known since birth. Some people would find it weird to strip off in front of family friends, but I never said I was some people.
Anywho, not sure exactly who cancelled but I got their slot instead. As per usual things had to be a pain in the butt- the cd I burned my music to decided to flip out causing mucho panic. I wasn't the only one it happened to, poor D4 von Teese had to have her music delivered to her by taxi. That doesn't seem extreme if you've got money to burn but this is Ireland not Hollywood so we've gotta keep our money as far away from the flames as possible. My false eyelashes were also acting up. I got glue in my eye for starters (ouchie covered ouch) and then one of them kept jabbing me in the eye every time I blinked. Pain & beauty, one in the same.
I had no idea what to expect. Kinky Kabaret has only been running the past two months and majority of the acts I saw perform at their debut show were working other gigs that night. Anne was there though to comfort me with her dragalicious words of wisdom and I was raring to go when it was my turn to go on stage. When I got on the stage though there was a very slow sinking feeling. The crowd were not the usual Burlesque crowd and had no idea what was going on and when you're a performing artist the audience's feedback is the most important thing. In this case I wasn't getting much and when I left the stage I felt rather disappointed as did the other acts. It was a strange feeling. I had performed the same act as I had at the Burlesque & Cabaret Social, I had a better outfit thanks to Honeytrap and I felt more comfortable in my skin performing it, yet I felt like I had done it all wrong and couldn't put my finger on it. It just goes to show you that no matter how ready you are it can all fall flat if you don't have the right crowd.
I'm glad I did it. I met some new performers, helped out an old friend and got some more stage experience. I think if I hadn't been so tired from my week of madness I would have had a better time. Lesson learnt for the future, sleep and sleep well before show time.
Bubblegum x
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Model behaviour
Well the 26th was eventful. It was choc a block with ups and downs, highs and lows but I'll give ya a summery.
Well above all else the 26th was my birthday, hurray, 21 at last, so of course the night before I'd had some friends over and maybe I had a few drinks and maybe I didn't go to bed till the wee hours of the morning and maybe I had to be up at 7am so I was not the greatest sight to behold but ye know these things happen. The show must go on, literally.
So I made the 2 and a half hour journey from Roscommon to Dublin, ran about getting bits and pieces and then off to work in Dun Laoghaire.
I arrived to find the Lady of the shop stressed out because her make up artist couldn't make it. Luckily she's a very talented lady so making me up like a cyber geisha was no problem and with Blue off annoying terriers as she says (aka posting flyers) we were off to a flying start.
I had arrived early so I got straight into costume and make up to save time for the other models arriving at 2pm now that we were down a make up artist. 2pm came and Emma arrived....alone. Sure no worries, the other models were probable just a little delayed. We got our hair and make up finished and were rejoined by Blue but still no other models. Calls were made, facebook status' were put up, emails were sent out but to no avail. Before we knew it the host who was now also the make up artist had now to become a model in her own show as did the hairdresser and costume lady, the photographer just barely escaped being tied into a corset. Needless to say the host was disappointed, distressed and all the other Ds. Against the odds we made it work and even have the photographs to prove it.
We didn't do an actual runway in the end, more mingled which isn't my forte. Pose in clothes I can do, convince a 60 year old bloke to buy a corset, not so good. Had a nice drink that tasted like licorice though. Always good to discover new drinks you like.
So in short I got to wear fabulous clothes, make new friends, have a few drinks and have awesome photographs taken of me and sure when isn't that a good day? It's also good (me being a noob and all) to make as many connections as possible and Honeytrap is a pretty cool place to be in the good books of, I mean like, have you seen their clothes?
On a personal note, was at Gaga tonight, she was AMAZING! Her Dublin accent was delish. Well worth the 75 quid :)
Well lots of love and unicorns,
Bubblegum x
Well above all else the 26th was my birthday, hurray, 21 at last, so of course the night before I'd had some friends over and maybe I had a few drinks and maybe I didn't go to bed till the wee hours of the morning and maybe I had to be up at 7am so I was not the greatest sight to behold but ye know these things happen. The show must go on, literally.
So I made the 2 and a half hour journey from Roscommon to Dublin, ran about getting bits and pieces and then off to work in Dun Laoghaire.
I arrived to find the Lady of the shop stressed out because her make up artist couldn't make it. Luckily she's a very talented lady so making me up like a cyber geisha was no problem and with Blue off annoying terriers as she says (aka posting flyers) we were off to a flying start.
I had arrived early so I got straight into costume and make up to save time for the other models arriving at 2pm now that we were down a make up artist. 2pm came and Emma arrived....alone. Sure no worries, the other models were probable just a little delayed. We got our hair and make up finished and were rejoined by Blue but still no other models. Calls were made, facebook status' were put up, emails were sent out but to no avail. Before we knew it the host who was now also the make up artist had now to become a model in her own show as did the hairdresser and costume lady, the photographer just barely escaped being tied into a corset. Needless to say the host was disappointed, distressed and all the other Ds. Against the odds we made it work and even have the photographs to prove it.
We didn't do an actual runway in the end, more mingled which isn't my forte. Pose in clothes I can do, convince a 60 year old bloke to buy a corset, not so good. Had a nice drink that tasted like licorice though. Always good to discover new drinks you like.
So in short I got to wear fabulous clothes, make new friends, have a few drinks and have awesome photographs taken of me and sure when isn't that a good day? It's also good (me being a noob and all) to make as many connections as possible and Honeytrap is a pretty cool place to be in the good books of, I mean like, have you seen their clothes?
On a personal note, was at Gaga tonight, she was AMAZING! Her Dublin accent was delish. Well worth the 75 quid :)
Well lots of love and unicorns,
Bubblegum x
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Missed my train so let's talk about Make Up
Was meant to be getting the early train to Boyle for Musical practice but somebody, I'm looking at you Carl would not get up so instead I will waffle on about make up.
I've got millions of make up bags so I'll just talk about that make up I wore for the show:
1. Always moisturise before applying anything or your foundation will be a bitch to get off later, I think for that I used a sample of Olay, did the trick just fine. I'd usually use suncream as my moisturiser but I had none with me.
2. Concealer is great when you don't get enough sleep like me and one that is particularly handy is Essence's 3 in 1 concealer Forget It. It's got the pink for the dark circles, the beige for those blemishes and the green to cancel out redness. It really works and all of Essence's range is dirt cheap. For a list of their products see:
http://www.essence.eu/us/home.html
3. Next is foundation which I left in Roscommon so I had to use one I found in my Mam's from yonks ago, I don't even know if they do this range anymore. It's Miss Sport in Light which isn't really all that light unless you call having a tan light.
4. I forgot my pressed powder too which is from Boot's Natural Collection so I was given a lend of some at the show and before we move on yes I forgot my blusher too so that was also lent.
5.It's all about the eyes really so I have bags of eyeshadow and pencils. I probably invest most in my eye products. My main eyeshadow was a pale pink from a palate of Hello Kitty by MAC (I have a few of these palates which I got on the cheap, if you ever need some tips on finding the good stuff cheap hit me up.) Next was an orange eyeshadow from a range I bought in London but I can't find it at the moment so when I do I'll let you know the name.
6.Next came the liquid eyeliner and we know from my previous blog I dread putting this stuff on. It's also from the Hello Kitty MAC range. As for eyelashes I went au fake and picked up some cute ones in Penneys for 2.50euro. Not bad.
7. I think all that's left now is the lippy which was bright orange and from my new favourite range Model's Own. All their stuff is amazing and stays on. The lipglosses taste fab and add a noticeable colour stain to your lips unlike most lipglosses. The lipstick range is fantastic, it has so many colours and all of them vibrant so they'll get you noticed. Not rip off expensive either and if you go into Boots they usually have buy one get one free!
So I think that's about it for the make up if you think I forgot anything let me know, here's a short list of everything and where you can buy it (except for the London one as I still haven't found it)
1. Essence 3 in 1 concealer Forget It - Penneys
2. As I don't think Miss Sporty in (Not) Light exists anymore my usual is Essence
3. Natural Collection Fair Pressed Powder- Boots
4. Hello Kitty palate by MAC- I bought it at a market but you can get it in BT
5. Hello Kitty liquid eyeliner by Mac- see above
6. Snow Princess eyelashes- Penneys
7. Model's Own lipstick in Orange- Boots
Have fun make up shopping :)
Bubblegum <3
I've got millions of make up bags so I'll just talk about that make up I wore for the show:
1. Always moisturise before applying anything or your foundation will be a bitch to get off later, I think for that I used a sample of Olay, did the trick just fine. I'd usually use suncream as my moisturiser but I had none with me.
2. Concealer is great when you don't get enough sleep like me and one that is particularly handy is Essence's 3 in 1 concealer Forget It. It's got the pink for the dark circles, the beige for those blemishes and the green to cancel out redness. It really works and all of Essence's range is dirt cheap. For a list of their products see:
http://www.essence.eu/us/home.html
3. Next is foundation which I left in Roscommon so I had to use one I found in my Mam's from yonks ago, I don't even know if they do this range anymore. It's Miss Sport in Light which isn't really all that light unless you call having a tan light.
4. I forgot my pressed powder too which is from Boot's Natural Collection so I was given a lend of some at the show and before we move on yes I forgot my blusher too so that was also lent.
5.It's all about the eyes really so I have bags of eyeshadow and pencils. I probably invest most in my eye products. My main eyeshadow was a pale pink from a palate of Hello Kitty by MAC (I have a few of these palates which I got on the cheap, if you ever need some tips on finding the good stuff cheap hit me up.) Next was an orange eyeshadow from a range I bought in London but I can't find it at the moment so when I do I'll let you know the name.
6.Next came the liquid eyeliner and we know from my previous blog I dread putting this stuff on. It's also from the Hello Kitty MAC range. As for eyelashes I went au fake and picked up some cute ones in Penneys for 2.50euro. Not bad.
7. I think all that's left now is the lippy which was bright orange and from my new favourite range Model's Own. All their stuff is amazing and stays on. The lipglosses taste fab and add a noticeable colour stain to your lips unlike most lipglosses. The lipstick range is fantastic, it has so many colours and all of them vibrant so they'll get you noticed. Not rip off expensive either and if you go into Boots they usually have buy one get one free!
So I think that's about it for the make up if you think I forgot anything let me know, here's a short list of everything and where you can buy it (except for the London one as I still haven't found it)
1. Essence 3 in 1 concealer Forget It - Penneys
2. As I don't think Miss Sporty in (Not) Light exists anymore my usual is Essence
3. Natural Collection Fair Pressed Powder- Boots
4. Hello Kitty palate by MAC- I bought it at a market but you can get it in BT
5. Hello Kitty liquid eyeliner by Mac- see above
6. Snow Princess eyelashes- Penneys
7. Model's Own lipstick in Orange- Boots
Have fun make up shopping :)
Bubblegum <3
Saturday, October 23, 2010
The Birth of Bubblegum Harley
The technical birth of Bubblegum Harley would be well over a year ago when I was using it as the name of a band that never fully happened but for this instance we'll say her real beginning was this Summer (2010) and her real birth was last night the 22nd of October 2010 @ The Sugar Club.
To say I was nervous is a grave under statement. I was a shaking, hyperventilating, close to crying, unable to put her make up on, singing in Romanian (it's my default de-stresser) mess. At one stage I was trying to put on liquid eyeliner and got more on my cheeks, hair and ears than anywhere near my eyes, though if I had gotten it near my eyes it probably would have gone straight into my cornea.
I don't know exactly what I thought was going to go wrong- maybe I'd blank, my tassels would come flying off or worse I'd spin my boobs too much and be propelled into orbit, God knows what was going through my head, bottom line, I was panicked.
I decided shopping was the only thing to get my mind off the situation at hand so that's exactly what I did, I needed to buy hair dye anyway (everyone who thought I was naturally Scandinavian have all died of strokes right now). The buying of the hair dye went well but things got a little messy when I decided I needed stockings. I say decided, I DID need stockings, I'd lost one of my purple ones while I was practicing at home. I must have flung it behind me into a vortex or maybe Doctor Who stole it, all I know is it's lost. I was on a budget as usually and Dunnes does not have much of a stocking selection (sorry Dunnes, I love everything else you do but your stockings are shit) so I was stuck between pretty and expensive or plain and cheap. This is where it all went wrong. The panic of trying to decide between stockings ( I should let you all know here that making me choose between things is never a good idea, I'm terrible at it) reminded me I went shopping because of my show nerves and I ended up running around Dunnes like a mad woman waving stockings. After all that I bought the cheap ones and one of them even made it on stage. Due to Dunnes giving me a nervous breakdown I went off in search of some hard drinking substances, that's right, Mountain Dew. So I went to the Asia Market picked up some rocket fuel and wandered whilst throwing my body out of whack by drinking my death juice. I stumbled upon a charity shop and decided to have a nose. On entering the shop I noticed a fascinator. I'd been wanting one for ages but usually don't have the dosh and even though I didn't really have the dosh then either it was only a tenner so I snapped it up. On the way out the door I noticed a Sega game for 50cent so I got that too. For anyone who was born mid 90s and doesn't know the meaning of the word Sega, it's a magic box us elders used to use to make pictures you could play with appear on the telly.
Half of this adventure I enjoyed the other half I severely regretted, mostly due to the Mountain Dew. Apparently when you drink your weight in energy drinks it makes your nerves worst, who knew, not dizzy shite over here anyway.
So after a 20minute walk in the rain singing "If You're Happy & You Know It" in Romanian I made it to the Sugar Club and even though my stomach felt like jumping out of my mouth I did not in fact throw up, so that was good.
Backstage was a flurry of sparkles, tassels and trilby hats. Half the make up I'd applied at home had come off at this stage and I'd forgotten my powder and my foundation. As well as this my hair was a big lump of nothing happening and I hadn't the foggiest notion what I was doing with a pair of false eyelashes because I hadn't a clue how to put them on (I know them being eyelashes and me having eyelashes on my face should have been a clue but it really wasn't). So I did what any professional does in a crisis, ran to Lolita in a panic holding my eyelashes looking like a Bassett Hound who's ear had been trod on imploring her to help me. She did that and then some (the then some mostly consisting of alcohol).
Having been performing for more years then I'd like to count I know from experience that the final countdown is always the worst. Standing at the side of the stage, waiting for the cue, heart in your throat, I don't think you ever get used to it and if you do then I definitely don't. All I really remember is Karl correcting the announcer and then I was on, lights in the face, can't stop now or I'll forget all my moves, action. I'll be honest most of it was improv. I'd never rehearsed it with Carl before (I didn't spell his name wrong there's a Karl & a Carl in this story in case you don't know them) and I'd never practised using half my props before. It was okay I have to take the gloves off, jacket off, shoes off, FREE STYLE! I managed to get everything done in time with the music and before I knew it, it was over, I was running through the Sugar Club in my knickers and a shawl (as ye do) and backstage to do the photos. So yes all the panic was for nothing.
My jumping on stage didn't end there. While out in the smoking area having a chat with Bailey one of the photographers came up to me and gestured towards the door. Now the smoking area was loud and I have bad hearing in one ear so I thought ( from his sign language) that he wanted me to stand at the door for a picture. Dizzy strikes again. On round two of him explaining I realised he was telling me I was wanted on stage. Mega facepalm but I had no time to get embarrassed. I legged it down, well kinda more stumbled in my plastic shoes that were too big for me but I made it. Now I've never been good at receiving compliments or gifts so when I was being given both on stage by Karl & Lolita in front of the whole audience (well the non-smokers) boy was my face red.
I could go on and on, so I will but not about the show. After we were all called on stage and were able to get in our more comfortable clothes I was hungry, so I went were any classy lady goes, Burger King. I only had a tenner to feed two so when I saw they were doing Whopper Meals for 4.99 each I was like savage!
I'm so glad I'm not a vegetarian anymore. I love cows and all but they're so much more tasty than they are interesting.
And so I think that's about it for my ramblings, at least for this post.
Mwah x
Bubblegum <3
To say I was nervous is a grave under statement. I was a shaking, hyperventilating, close to crying, unable to put her make up on, singing in Romanian (it's my default de-stresser) mess. At one stage I was trying to put on liquid eyeliner and got more on my cheeks, hair and ears than anywhere near my eyes, though if I had gotten it near my eyes it probably would have gone straight into my cornea.
I don't know exactly what I thought was going to go wrong- maybe I'd blank, my tassels would come flying off or worse I'd spin my boobs too much and be propelled into orbit, God knows what was going through my head, bottom line, I was panicked.
I decided shopping was the only thing to get my mind off the situation at hand so that's exactly what I did, I needed to buy hair dye anyway (everyone who thought I was naturally Scandinavian have all died of strokes right now). The buying of the hair dye went well but things got a little messy when I decided I needed stockings. I say decided, I DID need stockings, I'd lost one of my purple ones while I was practicing at home. I must have flung it behind me into a vortex or maybe Doctor Who stole it, all I know is it's lost. I was on a budget as usually and Dunnes does not have much of a stocking selection (sorry Dunnes, I love everything else you do but your stockings are shit) so I was stuck between pretty and expensive or plain and cheap. This is where it all went wrong. The panic of trying to decide between stockings ( I should let you all know here that making me choose between things is never a good idea, I'm terrible at it) reminded me I went shopping because of my show nerves and I ended up running around Dunnes like a mad woman waving stockings. After all that I bought the cheap ones and one of them even made it on stage. Due to Dunnes giving me a nervous breakdown I went off in search of some hard drinking substances, that's right, Mountain Dew. So I went to the Asia Market picked up some rocket fuel and wandered whilst throwing my body out of whack by drinking my death juice. I stumbled upon a charity shop and decided to have a nose. On entering the shop I noticed a fascinator. I'd been wanting one for ages but usually don't have the dosh and even though I didn't really have the dosh then either it was only a tenner so I snapped it up. On the way out the door I noticed a Sega game for 50cent so I got that too. For anyone who was born mid 90s and doesn't know the meaning of the word Sega, it's a magic box us elders used to use to make pictures you could play with appear on the telly.
Half of this adventure I enjoyed the other half I severely regretted, mostly due to the Mountain Dew. Apparently when you drink your weight in energy drinks it makes your nerves worst, who knew, not dizzy shite over here anyway.
So after a 20minute walk in the rain singing "If You're Happy & You Know It" in Romanian I made it to the Sugar Club and even though my stomach felt like jumping out of my mouth I did not in fact throw up, so that was good.
Backstage was a flurry of sparkles, tassels and trilby hats. Half the make up I'd applied at home had come off at this stage and I'd forgotten my powder and my foundation. As well as this my hair was a big lump of nothing happening and I hadn't the foggiest notion what I was doing with a pair of false eyelashes because I hadn't a clue how to put them on (I know them being eyelashes and me having eyelashes on my face should have been a clue but it really wasn't). So I did what any professional does in a crisis, ran to Lolita in a panic holding my eyelashes looking like a Bassett Hound who's ear had been trod on imploring her to help me. She did that and then some (the then some mostly consisting of alcohol).
Having been performing for more years then I'd like to count I know from experience that the final countdown is always the worst. Standing at the side of the stage, waiting for the cue, heart in your throat, I don't think you ever get used to it and if you do then I definitely don't. All I really remember is Karl correcting the announcer and then I was on, lights in the face, can't stop now or I'll forget all my moves, action. I'll be honest most of it was improv. I'd never rehearsed it with Carl before (I didn't spell his name wrong there's a Karl & a Carl in this story in case you don't know them) and I'd never practised using half my props before. It was okay I have to take the gloves off, jacket off, shoes off, FREE STYLE! I managed to get everything done in time with the music and before I knew it, it was over, I was running through the Sugar Club in my knickers and a shawl (as ye do) and backstage to do the photos. So yes all the panic was for nothing.
My jumping on stage didn't end there. While out in the smoking area having a chat with Bailey one of the photographers came up to me and gestured towards the door. Now the smoking area was loud and I have bad hearing in one ear so I thought ( from his sign language) that he wanted me to stand at the door for a picture. Dizzy strikes again. On round two of him explaining I realised he was telling me I was wanted on stage. Mega facepalm but I had no time to get embarrassed. I legged it down, well kinda more stumbled in my plastic shoes that were too big for me but I made it. Now I've never been good at receiving compliments or gifts so when I was being given both on stage by Karl & Lolita in front of the whole audience (well the non-smokers) boy was my face red.
I could go on and on, so I will but not about the show. After we were all called on stage and were able to get in our more comfortable clothes I was hungry, so I went were any classy lady goes, Burger King. I only had a tenner to feed two so when I saw they were doing Whopper Meals for 4.99 each I was like savage!
I'm so glad I'm not a vegetarian anymore. I love cows and all but they're so much more tasty than they are interesting.
And so I think that's about it for my ramblings, at least for this post.
Mwah x
Bubblegum <3
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