"I don't believe we've met... Lady Caroline Bramble."

I can not begin to tell you how excited I am to be in this show.  Although I have put in over 24 hours of rehearsal this week, it is all well worth it.  My favorite part is costuming; I love dressing like my character and really embellishing the character role.  I consider myself a bit of a method actor; once I get started on a show, I can't help but get so into my character.  I almost decided to get my hair cut like the wig I wear (although I may just wait until I go grey...) Today I finally have a night off, but guess where I am going?  Another theatre to see my friend Jessica's show, Little Women.  I saw it back in the day in Canada at Stratford on Avon, but I am thrilled to see it again!  Especially since one of my friend's is in it!

Lady Caroline, as indicated from her title, is a woman of wealth who lives vicariously through the lives of her mother's friends.  She is the equivalent of Edie Sedgwick, Andy Warhol's fashion slave of the 1960's, but of the early to mid 1920's era (right after WWI).  However, she appears to be more well put together than Sedgwick (Bramble keeps it real with Cognac, not heroin).  Regardless, she is exhausted and has secrets that she keeps until, oddly enough, Mrs. Graves opens Lady Caroline up to reveal the depth of sadness that lives inside of her.  The only thing about Caroline I don't like is that she feels it necessary to end up with a man, and so quickly in the end.  I was hoping she would stick to her mantra: "Have you found another?"  "...Another Mrs. Graves?  We are the Moderns now, there's always another.  When the wine gets spilt, there's still the dregs.  Artists who want to mold me; photographers who want to capture me.  And writers!  Well, what woman wouldn't want to be studied, annotated, indexed?"  At least Barbara Cardinale is keeping that aspect real in her own life (especially by referring to herself in the third person...)