Oh my dahhhlings I am exhausted!!! Sunday was a mammoth excursion... but incredibly rewarding. It was most certainly a weekend of TRANSFORMATION!!!
I must begin with a bit of a 'sensitive' issue. Our lovely BFG - who I don't think has seen much of his family over the last few weeks and may well be heading to Reno if he's not careful (inside joke... you'll have to come to the show to appreciate the full hilarity of my wit!) - has been working his wee heinie off to get our performance space ship-shape and what a job he has done with the help of a few shiny stars - our lovely multi-tasking Trishy being one of them!!! Fresh paint, girlie screens, props and paraphenalia all adding to the slowly morphing illusion of New York high society. He is such a star... but the glory was short lived... our beloved BFG has now had to give up his status on high as our testosterone king. Yes folks, we have accumulated some more males into the mix. I'm sure though they are all aware of how the Pridelands work and who our Alpha is... and if he's messed with, there's about 16+ Lionesses ready to pounce... WE LOVE YOU BFG! And we love the new additions too, Brendan, Lee, Mark, Mac - it was quite the gathering of the clan!!!
Speaking of pouncing... I'm sure if you were enjoying the sun and Latte's darling "up-the-Rangi" on Sunday you would have been rather disturbed by the ear-drum shattering screeches and constant hyena wails of "bitch!" shuddering through the theatre fire doors... Well my dears, with a cast of 13 women did you expect it all to be tea and watercress sammies 24/7?? Don't be so naive! (I do hope you covered your littlies ears if you happened to stroll past Lopdell House around 1pm... and our sincere apologies, there's not a lot of sound-proofing when the doors are wide open to let the pre-spring chill in to cool these rabid Mamas down...)
Relax... it was just our 'cat-fight-training' - yes it's not just the Angelina's and Cameron's that get the creme-de-la-creme of stunt work...5 of our fine ladies sweat, scratched, screeched and pulled out lumps of hair for a good couple of hours yesterday under the expert guidance of "Lee" - who had muscles that looked like he definitely knew how to chorograph a stage fight... and more. Our ladies in all their glam and finery, took to the damaging dances like duckies to water... funny that! Our dear "Miriam" was true to her bitchy firey movie-star flame with her wide-eyed grin and eager "let's do it again" resonating over the high-pitched squeals and er... highly-pitched HEELS. Yes our girls kicked off their stillettos and kicked arse just as impressive and even better than any anorexic over-paid and overrated 'Angel' could do. "Sylvia"... not at all wanting to be out-screamed, flung off her faux fur and launched herself 'full throttle' into the blurry haze of sequins and squeals. No offense Ang Lee but we had a Lee of our own, bitch :-)
While all this screaming madness was going on... I, the ever preggers and slightly loopy Eedz was having a screaming mad fit all on my own... As Eedz does not much more than give advice and get up the duff, I decided to have a go at finding the fillies their finery. And find it we did... with the solid guidance of professional costume creator and Titirangi Life Member Lynn Cottingham, Janelle's vision, support and helping hands plus our good friends at Playhouse Theatre I think we may have cracked it... and it made SUCH a difference to see all the ladies in their frocks frolicking around all lah-de-dah like. However I must say, this duel personality is rather challenging... I have enough in there as it is!!! It is AMAZING darlings how wrapping a wee fur around a fine-looking frock that sparkles as you clip-clop in your pumps across the stage can make the crassest of the lasses straighten their back and talk all posh-like (what do you mean am I referring to myself??? How rude!)
So sweeties... exciting, exciting stuff!!! We have been teasing you a little lately about putting some wee piccies up here for all to see... perhaps if you are very VERY good, and viral this delightful wee story out to your friends... we may just give you a sneaky peek... until then my pretties, I'll speak no evil, hear no evil and see no evil.
*air kisses!!*
Eedz xoxoxox
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