Kim's Nightmare

Sooooo as some of you know I'm going to be an asian whore in the upcoming production of Miss Saigon in Victoria (It opens this week)
And you may have read all the way back to when I was taking pole dance lessons and all I wanted was to be a call girl.
For reals, being a whore is my calling next to singing and acting.
So when I got in Miss Saigon I was ecstatic! I mean there's only 1 and a half actual asians in the show and I'm black but I figured I look more asian than all the white people. So yes stoked! I was going to be a whore!
But every step of the way to my whoredom has been a struggle. Yes I get to be a whore but I am the most reserved nunish looking whore you've ever seen.
See we have this costume designer.
He makes great show girl pieces.
Fine.
But man does he have a hate on for fat girls.
There's me, another girl (who has slimmed down significantly during this run) and an old lady and we're all in traditional, pretty sure they're chinese, dresses for this bar scene.
Do I feel like a whore?
No.
All he did to make it more whorish was raise the skirt....so when I lift my arms above my head the whole dress goes up and my bottom is definitely exposed. Don't worry, I'm wearing underwear on top of my tights.
So yeah. Naturally we feel like shit as every other girl in the scene is walking around in bras, panties, lingerie, bathing suits. Completely exposed!
And they complain about it!
They complain about being uncomfortable.
They complain about the me being creepy and gross. (Some of them are but the rest are acting that's why we're here)
Of course, I'm the only girl in the show with actual pole dance experience but instead of getting up and working the pole I'm made into a vendor.
A vendor with a very ill fitting shirt.
And during The American Dream, while everyone is either in show girl 2 pieces or form fitting dresses this man took a sheet of fabric. cut a whole in the middle and glued some stars on it!
I am wearing a drape, literally.

It really sucks you know, when you give up a lot of your time and put a ton of hard work into something only to be treated like shit and given low self esteem.
Naturally the costume guy has not yet insulted me directly as I would tear him a new one. But some of the things he's said to the other girl are just unacceptable.
If I could I would just switch out his dresses for lingerie of my own, he probably wouldn't even notice since he doesn't focus on us. But I'm not going to bother. We're almost to opening.
There's no point in getting worked up now.
On the other hand, I'm getting my hair dyed black so I don't have to wear a wig....
The joys of theater continue.

Cathing Up To Bald For Biebs!

What up! Let's catch some things up!
So I had this really sweet dream the other day but I can't really explain it because if you don't know who I am you don't know the people that were in it but I can tell you the beginning.
So my mother, my sister and I had to run away from the country. I have no idea where we lived or why we had to leave but I know the country wasn't Canada. I think we were escaping to Canada. But the only way people on the run could get out of the country was by flushing yourself down Niagra falls...There was 5 different parts to the falls and you had to be careful when being flushed and a good swimmer cause if you didn't get out at the right safety station you would be flushed away and die a horrible watery death.
When you were flushed in all you had to hold onto were those neck brace things that come down on you when you ride a roller coaster but you weren't strapped on.
Suprisingly we actually did pretty well, my sister almost got washed away on the last one but then she burst through the surface and flew to the shore and she was fine. We had escaped to somewhere. And that's all I can really tell you because you don't know the rest of the people who are important to the dream.
But the awesome thing was I woke up the moment the dream was done!
At the time I thought it was the best dream I ever had! I had to write it down! But I couldn't turn on the light of course, it was still night time and light would hurt my eyes. So I had the brilliant idea to grab my cellphone and just write it under a memo....I'm so stupid. Cellphones are very bright! Especially in pitch blackness!
So there I was completely blinded at 4 in the morning. But it was alright because I fell back asleep until 10am.
I've also had a lot of freedom recently now that I don't have to care about managing a show and I have a break before I have to mentor the Good Person of Setzuan. Naturally in my free time I attempt youtube hair tutorial videos which usually fails because my hair does not currently fit under a length category. Which sucks!
But I think I succeeded in my I Love Lucy look. Though I didn't get a picture of the whole outfit....actually even this picture of my hair isn't very good! But I was proud of it!

THE BEST NEWS! I finally got to go to pole tonight!
It has been 3 weeks since I've been to pole! That's forever! But I can still do most things! (except hold myself up of course, that's never gunna happen)
I got to do a new turn and everything! It's called the reverse ballerina, I would post a video so you could see what it looks like but I can't find one....sad world doesn't appreciate pole goddesses!
Anyways I should probs go to bed. Even though my body is not going to move in the morning. I did an hour of this Dancer Physique class. IT WAS BRUTAL! I wanted to vomit and chop all my limbs off it was so bad! I won't be doing it again next week.

NOW! to the title of this post because I just found out and I think it's hilarious!
Some trolls on the internet tricked Bieber fans into believing he had a very rare form of leukemia....
To show their support Bieber fans all over the world shaved their head for him! It trended on twitter!
Think about this with me now! A HUGE! portion of the worlds tweens and teens are bald (mostly girls) because of one giant internet trolling spree!!
Ok yes cancer isn't funny but in this care I'm amused!
Well played trolls, well played.