I would move to the countryside and find a ballet school that puts on the ballet Sleeping Beauty in a junior high school gymnasium.
Last Sunday I wore a tutu, a lot of make-up, and a crown.
I took stage directions in Japanese at the dress rehearsal on Saturday night and Sunday morning. I did not understand any of them.
My costume had to be sewn up in the back when my Western Style curves busted through. This was after a woman pretended to squeeze my breast.
The costumes and make-up were more involved than anything I have ever been a part of before.
My ballet teacher was in the ballet and when she dances I am convinced she is one of the most beautiful women on earth.
And now I would be perfectly happy never hearing the music to Sleeping Beauty again.