Thursday, January 17, 2013
Life's Little Lessons.
Never book a feckin' waxing appointment for the same evening as your dress rehearsal!
4.00pm: I was lying prone on a salon bed, having hot wax applied to various regions and then ripped off.
8.00pm: I was dressed in full witch costume, popping up from behind cauldrons and gallows, attempting to garrote poor Robin Hood and engaging in a bitter struggle of good versus evil against the good fairy.
Oh, and throw in a bit of Gangham style for good measure.
Just let's say that my screams, shreiks and roars sounded very authentic because they damn well were!
Method acting at its best.