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More tales from Aussiewood
Okay, so today is the day after my first day of filming. As you may be able to tell, I am totally embracing my new identity as a movie star. Being an actress is what I have always dreamed of, and being on set yesterday felt so natural. I even liked the so-called "boring bits" of hanging around, because I got to read magazines and watch the director and others at work. I learnt a lot of things yesterday. Like, there are so many people on a movie set! We even had this guy who was the weather expert. He had all of these metal antenna things, and a little eyeglass that you could use to look at the sun without damaging your eyes. He told us when the sun was going to come out, and for how long.
When I woke up this morning, after a 12 hour sleep, my whole body was aching. It is still aching! I performed take after take of hauling myself out of the pool, treading water, standing in the sun. It's been a nice morning of rest so far, though. Because I know I don't have to wear a cossie until Monday, I ate lots of nice bickies for breakfast. Then, I received my morning phone call from my beloved, Geoff. Geoff went to his cousin Jeremy's 21st last night, and he made a speech. Geoff is such a clever, witty, talented, confident and cute young man (um, hello, why do you think I'm engaged to him?), so it was no surprise to me that this girl tried to chat him up last night. I was kind of mad to hear that. If I hadn't been practically passed out from the heat and exhaustion of filming last night, I would have been at the party, and hence that drunk lawyer-chick wouldn't have made a pass at my man. So I yelled at Geoff, "Well, did you tell her that your FIANCEE is a MOVIE STAR who was BUSY ON SET YESTERDAY?" He didn't tell her that, but instead passed her off onto an equally keen athiest lawyer-boy. So take that, lawyer-girl! The reality, though, is that it is nice for me to tell others that I am a movie star, but, as the Hollywood dwellers say, acting is not all glamorous. Sure, the food was catered and I got my hair cut inside a trailer with mirrors surrounded by lights. But I spent a lot of time yesterday standing around in pyjamas that were dripping wet with cold pool water, and I will be in that movie with 1) an ugly fringe, and 2) NO MAKEUP.
So, dear friends, the moral of the story is this: tell people what they want to hear, because sometimes your occupation can seem a lot more fabulous than they know. Amorous lawyer-chicks don't need to know the gory details. And also, girls, ALWAYS bring lip gloss with you, so that you can sneak on a slick of it when the makeup artist is preoccupied with the bigger stars.
Carla Gypsygirl |