It was a nice surprise to hear from my Agent. It was a double nice surprise to get sent out on TWO auditions.
One audition was for Hilton Hotel and they called for fresh faced, fit, athletic, modern, contemporary females. Also, they asked us to wear workout clothes and shoes in bright colors or white. The clothes gave me a bit of a concern because I have no workout clothes and the few sweat pants and tops that I have are black.
So I rummaged through my closet, through drawers, and in the laundry, hoping to find something bright colored that would look like workout clothes. I found a bright yellow wife beater and a bright pink mini skirt. Ha. Perfect.
I put on a black pair of tight shorts (no, not the padded kind) and my black workout bra. Over it I put my yellow wife beater and the pink skirt. Looked very modern and contemporary. Or maybe I just looked like a freak. It didn’t matter. I wanted to follow directions and this is what I could come up with. Casting Directors are known to be quite ticked by actors who don’t follow directions.
The next audition was for an IBM Print campaign. I had to dress sharp, sophisticated, clean and business like. Oh, and I had to look Eastern European 
So I loaded my pannier with my dress suit, skirt, stocking, high heels and a dose of Hungarian attitude. I also packed my make-up and a hairbrush and I was ready to hit the road.
The auditions were two hours apart. One was in Beverly Hills and the other was near Los Feliz. I was hoping that the first one wouldn’t take too long, but I also knew, that I couldn’t make it to both auditions in a car in 2 hours.
So I got onto my saddle 45 minutes before my first call and I rode to the Hilton Hotel audition first. There were about 8 people ahead of me when I arrived and they all wore black workout clothes! Have they not read the audition notes?! I had time to brush out my hair and touch up my make-up. I filled out a size card, pulled out my headshot from my bag and I was ready. I was ready to kick ass and show them my freak outfit and my Hungarian attitude.
After 30 minutes of waiting, they called three of us in, we slated, did one-by-one sit-ups, push-ups, lunges, and some weightlifting, and that was it. They didn’t scold the other girls for not following dress code directions. They didn’t ask me to perform or to say some lines. Nothing! I hated it! I was out of there as fast as I could and I had an hour to get to my next audition.
I took some side streets and it was a really beautiful clear day. Once I got up on Santa Monica Blvd. the air wasn’t that clear anymore. The cars were all stopped in traffic and the exhaust was visible and I could smell it as I passed all the cars and the buses and the trucks. I really left them all in the dust. Er, cough, cough, in the smog.
I arrived at the IBM Print audition 20 minutes early and I had plenty of time to change into my business outfit, put on my lipstick, brush out my hair, and fill out a size card. As soon as I got my number, I was pushed in front of the camera and the photographer said: “Hold the card in front of your chest. Lose the card. Smile. Thank you.” That was it. I hated this audition as well. I was out of there in no time.
I rode home in my suit jacket and my high heels, and in my skirt. I thought that if auditions can be humiliating and no fun, I’m going to have some fun on my way home. And I had a blast.
I stopped traffic! Yeah!
Well, not really. The traffic was already stopped because of… well, traffic. I could weave my way up to the red lights with ease and nobody tried to squeeze me. Nobody honked at me. People waved me ahead at Stop signs. It was a nice ride.
I rode 15.54 miles and did two auditions that I didn’t enjoy, where I was treated like a prop or a walking costume. Two auditions where I didn’t get to perform, didn’t get to tell a story.
All in all it was a great day. Just getting sent on auditions is encouraging and even if I got no feedback or acknowledgment from the casting directors, I did get to go on a fun ride on a beautiful day. And now that I think about it, (rewrite memory) I’m sure I stopped the traffic! I’ll take the affirmations where I can get them!
