Anyone just stumbling upon this post might be either shocked or mildly aroused by this title. Let me dampen your ardour a little.
Blogging friends may well remember I auditioned for our local am-dram production of The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas and got the cameo/chorus role of Angel, streetwise city prostitute escaping from the clutches of her abusive pimp….!
You’ll be pleased to know that rehearsals are going well. I visit the Whorehouse regularly on a Tuesday and Thursday evening like some middle-aged female Mr Benn, transformed into a tart for the night before returning home as mild-mannered housewife. Husband rather disappointed that I don’t seem to be earning anything and remonstrates with me that I’m obviously not trying hard enough. However he has brightened up recently as my costume of mini-skirt, fishnets, blonde wig and thigh length boots have taken up residence in the spare room.
My other role in the society is publicity. We have a fantastic local photographer, Julian Wheeler, who designs our posters and programmes. His usual clientele are glamour models so our choice of show this year was right up his alley.
Julian and I have been mulling over ideas for the poster so I took along some of my costume and props to give him some inspiration. Funnily enough this was just the kind of spark he needed and, as we didn’t have the time or cash to get one of his models to pose, yours truly had to step up to the plate and do the honours.
So, fanfare please……I can now reveal the image which will be the basis for the poster and programme. I’m not telling anyone in the society that the woman is me: just seeing how long it will be before they suss it out.
It’s not often you get the chance in life to pose like a glamour girl. All I can say is, thank goodness for Photoshop.