A Gypsy, Paparazzi, and 70 degress in November

Third to the last La Boheme performance of the season this evening. I woke up to a surprisingly glorious day: 70 degrees and sunny. For a moment, I admit I was confused and thought perhaps I was dreaming that I was back home in California! But no, here I was, in good old New York, in what should have been the thick of winter but what really felt like summer!

As you might imagine, I took FULL advantage of it (and even perhaps went a bit overboard), by going straight for my summer clothes and grandma's jewelry. The result was an outrageous ensemble (even for me), complete with huge bangles and earrings, sparkly bead necklaces, flowing skirts, and a scarf that a friend brought me back from Thailand. It was pretty epic, but I looked right at home walking amongst the rows of costume racks in the hallways at the Met!

Today was a good Monday - full of yoga and salads and singing class, so I was really "present" with my acting choices during the Act II shopping scene. Still, every time Musetta hits her high notes, I almost cry (check out the gorgeousity of sound in the video below, especially at 2:19 and 2:25) What a nerd I am!

That said, it's also the most catchy tune from La Boheme for me. Thus I find myself singing it in the stairwells when I'm walking through the spiraling staircases toward the stage door exit. Normally, I'm mostly alone (the bowels of the Met Opera are immense), but this evening there were some VIPs wandering around looking to visit one of our principals. They were lost and confused, but I guess they must have thought I was one of the singers or something, because they complemented my outfit and TOTALLY took paparazzi-esque pictures of me while we were talking!

The guy had a camera in his hand the whole time taking video, and I didn't even notice until he turned the flash on in my face! 50% flattering... 50% incredibly rogue = 100% fun.