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LIZZIE WON'T LET ME TRY THE DRESS ON AGAIN. I swear that the most recent tailoring is too visible and everyone's going to look at me and go "First she had the gall to wear white but she didn't even have the decency to tailor her dress properly?" But it's the show, the show is getting to me, Laura won't talk to me when we're offstage but she hasn't said a word against me but I just know she's glaring at me between scene changes, I know when people hate me.
I just usually like to actually earn it.
My wedding is the day that the show closes, and it's going to be very close, that's why I'm doing test runs -- trying different hairstyles whenever I'm left alone for more than a few hours, looking through shoes, picking the perfect makeup, because I need to be ready, completely prepared going into this so I don't foul it up. This is going to be perfect.
This was insane. I knew the show was going to land in late July but we picked July and now I'm about to get married while I'm playing Helena. This was completely insane
Do I have a present for Lizzie?
SHIT. FUCK. FUCKING SHIT.
Sunday we closed the first weekend of Midsummer, and it was really incredible; we've one weekend to go -- if you missed it, there's no excuse! The Bard is calling and there's no denying him, darlings.
Three days until my lovely sister's birthday, four days until the wedding and five until the honeymoon, so it's a very exciting week and I just cannot CANNOT wait.
Oh, and the girls would probably like me to mention this? There's going to be a party on Friday night that Tess and Tori swear up and down is for me but I really doubt it, since I obviously can't attend and they all know that -- anyway, they're taking over the Stone Circle whether the owner likes it or not, I think.
My head is buzzing in this really strange way that's either adrenaline or exhaustion and it is so, so tempting to get drunk just to have some fun, I should see if Alex will, maybe
LIZZIE'S PRESENT, I HAVE TO
Shit.