So I'm having a bit of a panic.
I'm currently a costume-type person for MTW's (ie Music Theatre Warwick - the musical society at uni) production of Copacabana and I'm having a crisis. I've got to have everything ready by Tuesday for the dress rehearsal (which actually might be Monday, I'm not certain) and the white bras which I was meant to be dying red for the devil costumes have gone a very pale shade of pink, I've not found a pair of men's leather knee boots and the surplus army supplies shop is always closed which means I've still not gotten hold of the army coats I was meant to have weeks ago.
So basically I'm screwed with a capital screwdriver.
SHIT. I may have to take the day off uni tomorrow to go into town and buy more stuff/beg the kind man in the haberdashery to advise me on dyes.
This is the last time I'm doing costumes. I can't be trusted.
I'm currently a costume-type person for MTW's (ie Music Theatre Warwick - the musical society at uni) production of Copacabana and I'm having a crisis. I've got to have everything ready by Tuesday for the dress rehearsal (which actually might be Monday, I'm not certain) and the white bras which I was meant to be dying red for the devil costumes have gone a very pale shade of pink, I've not found a pair of men's leather knee boots and the surplus army supplies shop is always closed which means I've still not gotten hold of the army coats I was meant to have weeks ago.
So basically I'm screwed with a capital screwdriver.
SHIT. I may have to take the day off uni tomorrow to go into town and buy more stuff/beg the kind man in the haberdashery to advise me on dyes.
This is the last time I'm doing costumes. I can't be trusted.
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