True Story


In fact, I was exactly as tired as I look, here.

This picture happened because none of us thought to bring a single hand mirror to our Road Show performance on Tuesday. 

Pros (or kinda-sorta-quasi pros) we may be. Organized? Um. Wellllllll….

I thought my eye makeup was uneven (it was); wound up with a highly consternated selfie by accident. Ultimately decided to keep it because I enjoy the look of blank desperation on my face (Is it uneven? I think it is. I’m not sure. I can’t go on like this! My kingdom for a mirror…)

Also, I forgot to take the sunglasses off my head — but don’t worry, the first inversion on the trapeze got that job done!

About asher

Me in a nutshell: Standard uptight ballet boy. Trapeze junkie. Half-baked choreographer. Budding researcher. Transit cyclist. Terrible homemaker. Neuro-atypical. Fabulous. Married to a very patient man. Bachelor of Science in Psychology (2015). Proto-foodie, but lazy about it. Cat owner ... or, should I say, cat own-ee? ... dog lover. Equestrian.

Posted on 2016/07/30, in adventures, aerials, cirque, mistakes, work and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. When I saw the photo, I could not help thinking: I hope he took the glasses off before going on stage?

    I remember my first performance as an adult: about 10 women trying to do their make-up sharing a tiny mirror in a tiny overcrowded room.

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