A What-ing Who-uit?
Just got a call for a very well-paying commercial audition on Tuesday... requiring me to *gulp* wear a bathing suit. Unless you are a model or a dancer - or a dancer/model - I don't think there is any woman out there who is a-ok with being on camera in a bathing suit. Please. First off, the glare alone will probably break your camera, so consider yourself warned. And second... I am not a model or a dancer. So... ohmigod, what the hell am I going to do?
Just do it, I guess. Fuck.
Coincidentally, an online clothing order I did not need to make (but did so anyway, just to push my own limits of self-disgust) arrived today and includes a bathing suit. So... maybe this is kismet. Maybe this is my new miracle-suit.
The other requirements for this audition are: no eye make-up (fantastic - so now I can't even distract them with a pretty face!), and large, expressive eyes. Which, hello, check - I have those.
Which makes me wonder... why don't I get that call more often, you know? As a kid growing up in farm country, I was labeled "cow eyes". On the street I get the, "Baby, you got beautiful eyesssss..." more often than anything else. And I've seen many commercials that focus on the eyes. Why is this agent the first one to pick up on this? Strange.
Oh, crap... and I have dinner plans for the next three nights... I hope there's a crudite option at every meal. Or maybe I should just forget it, and go in as is - no apologies. They're asking folks to wear a bathing suit on the second day of June. They can't be expecting gorgeousness... Can they?