Our live-streamed musical was such a success! 

I was so humbled to join Gwendolyn Fitz in her original, ukulele musical. If you like dark-comedy, then you'd like our show. Besides getting to perform again and collaborating with a sweet and talented friend, one of the other fun parts of doing a show is getting to design and implement your own costumes and your character's 'look'.

My character - Abigail Fox - was a Flapper Girl whose rich businessman father ran the party which our other lead Arthur Fitzgerald crashes in order to make acquaintances with someone...

Transforming myself into a 1920s Flapper Girl, with a look ready for a speakeasy was easy when I used a few accessories!
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I used a hairband across the forehead in the popular style and this also gave me my hairdo, as I was able to use it to tuck my long into the back. Of course, I did use rollers on my hair when it was wet...But my hair doesn't really behave that way so kirby grips it was!

Knowing my character was rich, I couldn't resist the opportunity to be glamorous and show off some of my own diamante jewellery such as my ring and bracelet in the videos below. It was nice to have an occasion to dress up like. Such are the joys of acting. And fancy dress parties. And it is the 20s after all.

See the dress and hairdo in action at our show here.

The Flapper Girl look is not complete without a short and loose dress with some fringe, right?

I got my dress online from Oxfam charity shop! No joke. Charity shops are my favourite places to go shopping and the majority of my outfits and many of my accessories, including jewellery, I buy second-hand.

I'm always on a low budget and buying second-hand does help with that. However more importantly, if I'm going to be a customer and consumer then it's important for me to use my money to support an important need where I can.

​Plus; I really love how every time you go into a charity shop - even if it's the next day - it's like a treasure trove of finds because their stock is constantly replenishing and what you get is unique to you that day.

I was especially looking for gold because gold and black were the show's theme colours and very in keeping with our art-deco décor.

My takeaway is that I actually suit this era pretty well. I am a fan of the 1920s/30s and I think I'm going to experiment with this hairstyle a bit more. As always; those kinds of photos are on my Instagram.

Meanwhile, I'm working on a few new writing ideas. Therefore a lot of ideas are going straight to the recycling bin until I get to the good idea. But that's ok. Playing around with new looks and new words are all a part of this process.

I'm really hoping that Abigail Fox makes a comeback in a sequel so we can see more of her journey. Also I just really need a good excuse to dress up again like this SOON.

Let me know what looks and ideas you've been trying lately!

One of the scariest things about theatre is claiming that your thoughts have merit: that they are of worth and worth knowing for that brief moment. The sort of saying that what you said is of such value that after sharing it people should partake by either witnessing or even at its most horrific: engaging with it.
 
Such a fear I have of cultivating pride that I have developed an acute inferiority to my own creativity and the power I think that I can possess. I feel so small and insignificant which is a dangerous thought for any human being to have, because it is an infectious disease that targets your most wonderful qualities and skills, for example your creativity. Its symptoms include paralysis – either of the mind, thus stopping you from imagining in the first place, normally through fear – or paralysis of the will so that once you have created something from your inner parts you can never bring yourself to share it with anyone…Sometimes not even yourself for fear of indulgence.
 
I have discovered that although I will always be small physically, I am not a small person because we were each created ourselves to have a unique presence. And which we all do. That alone is captivating and I can spend all day enjoying the beauty of other people’s presences. However my being does not stop there.
 
Why would one consider their creations to always be relevant to their beings instead of two separate entities?