Friday, December 2, 2011

Radio City Fantasy

I'm hopping aboard a train today so I can sob uncontrollably at Radio City Music Hall. I'm going to see the always fabulous Rockettes in the Christmas Spectacular. And no matter how many times I see this show, it leaves me teary. every. single. time. 

And that's NOT because the show is anything but fantastically merry and bright. I mean, we're talking toy soldier piles and thousands upon thousands of dancing Santas. You can't ask for much more seasonal flare than that.

But you see, the reason watching the Rockettes has an adverse effect on me is, well, I'm one of the millions of girls that was ABSOLUTELY convinced she was destined to become one some day. So a few years ago, I did what any gal with a lofty bucket list would do (which also included running a marathon btw)... I auditioned. 

Check out :36 & :37 from this video. There was once a full video that, much to my embarrassment and the entertainment of my NY-based colleagues, was on the NY Daily News with full-frontals of yours truly. It truly captured how awkward the entire experience was for me, but alas, I can no longer find it on the Internet.
First of all, let me clear up any misconceptions you may have about the lovely ladies of Radio City Music Hall. While they may wear lots of sequins and elaborate headpieces and kick around in high heels, those ladies are RIPPED. You honestly can't tell when you're watching them on stage or in the Thanksgiving parade, but when you see them up close, you feel like David to their Goliath. They have more upper body strength than I ever would have dreamed could fit in a leotard and their thighs are pure steel. Not to mention, there is the whole height requirement thing for Rockettes (which I barely fit), so they tower over you with their bright smiles and cheery attitude.

As for my Rockette audition experience, well... let's just say I'm sitting in an office right now instead of stretching for the matinee. Even so, it was one of my best memories. The nerve wracking process of preparing for an audition in New York is unbelievably exhilarating, and I would do it again in a heartbeat. I can't claim that I really trained (I hadn't taken a dance class in years) or had any REAL hopes of trading out my business casual for sequined leotards, but... well a gal can still dream... hence the tears.

Happy Holidays!

1 comment:

  1. Oooh, I absolutely want to hear more about this! Any chance you'd write an "audition recap" of what it was like way back when?