Birthdays

So, my birthday happened. It was awesome. Better than last year, and last year Christopher Lloyd sang Happy Birthday to me. I'm so thankful for my fiancee Marley and the friends I finally feel I've made. Previews are going awesome for both shows in the rep. Margo, Karman, and I are starting to find our groove in running the two shows. There's a lot of trust that's starting to build between Margo and I; making me both happy and anxious. With more of her trust, comes more responsibility and I just want to live up to it. Don't get me wrong, I'm not afraid I'll mess up entirely and get myself fired, I just don't ever like to disappoint. All of my actors seem to like me and that, by far, is the most significant sign of doing my job well. With a lot of technician jobs, actors don't even know what you do for them except for the moments you hand them a prop or shine a spot light on them; but with wardrobe, we tend to work very intimately with actors and usually form a bond or relationship with that person. That's why Sutton Foster was in tears because her personal dresser is leaving. He's more than just the man who was her underwear and steams her dress. We take care of you when you're sick, we are there for you when it's not your day; our job is to make sure the actor has everything they could want or need, within reason (sometimes not), to perform onstage. As I turn 26 and go into my fifth year of doing this professionally, I am thankful for all the people I have learned from along the way and all the people who support me, like my mother and father, Marley, the Monks, and Denise Warner, who taught me patience, humility, and that even during a horrible show, you can still have fun. Peace.