Back Stage At The Theatre
One of our dancers, Kate, barged her way into the dressing room. I caught a glimpse of beads of light sweat rolling off her face and the blue leotard hugging her figure, encircled by a tutu adorned with sequins and feathers. "Where's my costume?" Kate asked loudly, "I need to get changed for the next scene!"I was sitting in front of a mirror. My make up artist told me to smack my lips together. Then she'd finished. My reflection showed big bright blue patches drawn over my eyes and fake black...