Me, Ms. Rabbit, and all that jazz...



Okay, so I know I said I was done with updates until Christmas but I'm too excited to let this go.

I have to take a moment to record the fact that last night, I (and let's quickly review; birthplace permanently inscribed on my passport: Moe, Victoria. First performance space: mound of dirt in parent's backyard). Yes that very same I, performed at a jazz bar in New York City's Greenwich Village!!! (www.sweetrhythmny.com)

The 'gig' was my cabaret class final. I wore a red dress. I wore red lipstick. I had a snifter of scotch to calm my nerves. Then I sang. First Sinatra's 'Lady is a Tramp' as a duet, and then (**drumroll**) in an unabashed homage to an animated sex goddess, I cooed 'Why don't you do right?' to a packed house. Twice.

Even better, I got paid! The door, split between 13 class members and 4 band members, made my share a whole $25. First official New York City performance pay check.

It was what they call, 'a defining moment'.

Unfortunately there are no official reviews, but I can report that at the end of my solo number in the second set, an unidentified male voice rang out through the darkness, "Marry Me!"...

Sweet of course, but as anyone who remembers the movie will tell you, this lady might look like a tramp, but in actual fact, 'she's not bad, she's just drawn that way....'

Okay. I'll stop now.

Yes - Update!


This may well be the last update I manage before I journey back to southern shores for what is neutrally referred to in this city as 'The Holidays'.

It would seem that 'The Holidays' (or, what I suspect is actually the retail industry's euphemism for 'start spending mother f%#!ers!') begins at Halloween and ends at 'Kwanzaa'. However at the New School for Drama the holidays don't begin until December 23rd, so I suspect I shall be a bitter disappointment to the retail industry this year.

The 'Year of Yes' project has been both fruitful and now tempered by the fact that the thing I most often find myself saying yes to is school, and between now and when I collapse into my seat on the aeroplane and cry out for a gin and tonic that will have to be the case I'm afraid.

However, had I had more time to keep you up to date, here would have been some of the headlines:

The Curse of Crobar
How I got an industry card to the biggest nightclub in New York, and why I pray I will never use it.

Thanksgiving in the Building
How my life came to look EXACTLY like an episode of 'Friends'.

Thanksgiving at the Shoe Mansion
Why sometimes even unlimited access to designer shoes is not enough to make some people thankful... no, really, WHY???

Four Plays in Five Days
Free tickets and why they are ace.

What Alan Rickman and Helena Christensen have in common
Eleanor updates her list of New York City star spots.

My Date with the Fifty Million Dollar Man
Or... Really, how much can a personality possibly cost?

The Domestic Anti-Christ
How my one and only cooking effort for the semester very nearly resulted in a fire.

Are my Niece and Nephew the 'Cutest Children Ever'
The New York glitterati discuss at length.



The Indian Dialect
And why acting in it could potentially be a harmful career move.

And finally,

Passports
100,000,000,000 reasons not to lose them.

For the full articles you will just have to catch me in person between December 25th and January 15th.

Until then much love, peace and commerce to you all for 'The Holidays'.

XO