Excitement has been building. I know I'm a nerd for this, but I love getting all the production emails concerning cuts, rehearsals, etc. The only problematic email I've gotten so far was from our fabulous costume designer, Teresa. She wants the men of Trovatore and Widow to grow full beards and keep our hair grown out. Trovatore requires the men to change into and out of three groups of people (gypsies, Manrico's entourage, Conte di Luna's entourage)...often from one scene to the next. Widow is more an issue of having facial hair that will create pointed, waxy moustaches as well as a hairdo that will give us the waxy look of Parisian men in the early 1900s. I presume from this information that we might look like the cabaret patrons of Moulin Rouge for Widow...and that would be hella cool!
Here's my concern... I can grow a thick head of hair like nobody's business. I cannot, however, grow facial hair to save my life. The last time I "let myself go" in that respect was for Susannah at Wash U a few years back...and the fruits of that effort were not pretty:
The more I think about this issue...the more it bothers me. I hate the fact that I can't grow a beard...at least to try a different look than my default: babyface. Basically, I'd like to look 27 instead of 16 for a change. Not getting carded at bars would be a great bonus, too. Is all that too much to ask? I guess God (or genetics--I can't decide which) didn't mean for it to happen. I guess I'll have to just suck it up until some genius discovers a miracle rogaine for the babyfaced.
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