26 October 2007
Who Knew? - Part One
“Fifteen minute, people, fifteen minutes!”
Madeline, one of our assistant stage managers, called our fifteen minute warning. I tensed, feeling the knot of nerves in my stomach double in size. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes as Janine, one of the show’s make-up artists, finished applying the necessary green paint to my face. She’d already done my arms, hands, neck, back, and chest, and we were just waiting for them to dry before I put the rest of my costume on. My long black wig was perched on its stand on my dressing table, waiting for me to put it on. The room around me was bustling with activity as the rest of the company prepared.