Zero!? Yes, zero! This dress is #0 because it's not actually my dress; nevertheless, it'll always be "mine."
We were scavenging for a wedding dress costume for me, for my role as the apoplectic bride Tina in Fistful of Love, an interpretation of Seven Brides for Seven Brothers that takes place on an Italian beach in about, say, 1976. (See Rajeev's yellow ruffles...yeah.) When I first saw this dress - a donation from Jane Holding, another actress in the play, who was such a peaceful, generous presence throughout - I thought, "No way. How would I be able to move in that? Let alone dance?" But one of my fellow brides pointed out that well, that'll be perfect: its being hard to move in would make it all the more hilarious that I was tearing across the stage in it!
It was very bulky and (fashion-speaking) horrific; but it fit me perfectly and somehow became lovely on me. So I tip my champagne glass to #0, my first (or only!?) wedding dress.
Loved watching you storm the stage. It was frightening in the best way.
LOVE.
Posted by: Lorm | June 18, 2008 at 01:00 PM