Last Wednesday Jo' and I did a taping for Amazing Wedding Cakes, a tv show on WE aka Women's Entertainment. Being a reality tv star still requires some level of acting and/or talent. We are not effervescent-energetic people. In fact that's something I love about us-- 80% of the time we share the same chill disposition just looking for a hot time at home rather than in the club.
Anyway it was tre uncomfortable and quiet. It was more low key than I thought it would be but hey that's 'reality.' It's not really entertaining unless you are one of those silicon sticks on Rock of Love Bus-t Tour.
I am starting to think my choice of attire was a bad idea. Maybe I am just nervous to be seen by 1000's of people. I had on my favorite deep-purple/aubergine blouse from B.REP, leggings, and tall black boots. What if my thighs look huge... oh man. Again, maybe not the smartest clothing choice, but then again maybe it will be HOT.
The most confusing portion of this filming/taping/whatever was the 'confessional.' I was very nervous and I think very inarticulate (yes! more than usual). The Producer was asking me questions in the most round-about way I had to ask her to repeat herself several times. What the hell was she talking about?
It wasn't until I was completely frustrated and pissed off did I provide them with what I thought was the most useful material of the day. Go figure... Zena... Pissed off... and frustrated... makes me au natural.
Actually that is not that surprising at all.
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