Today is Mother's Day, but thats not what I am going to blog about, I have been there and done that and nothing has changed I still love my mum, but this year a blog is not my method of appreciation expression... but happy mothers day anyway Mum!
5'3"or shorter, 17yrs – 25yrs old. Must be heavyset. Outgoing, unstoppable, goodhearted with a vibrant, lovable, spirited personality. Loves to sing and dance.
Which is pretty much me... in everyway. So as this offer, no matter how far fetched it seemed, was too good to refuse, I decided that I would bite the bullet and give it a go.
So that's what I have been doing today, lineing up and wait with a least 100 other tracey hopefulls to see if maybe, just maybe we could be the next Tracy. So with my trusty sidekick Davo, we headed into Brunswick with a chance to shine. I got through the first round, in that they wanted to hear me sing... but that was the where my Tracy dreams ended. I did get to sing, but it wasn't as good as I had hoped and with all these other amazing girls waiting, there is no time for a second shot. I did get to sing in front of Jason Colemen through.
I guess the day wasn't all bad, because while I was there I did get a bit of a confidence booster. As there were a number of times through out the day when I thought to my self that perhaps I was not fat enough to be Tracy. I don't think I have ever thought I wasn't fat enough in my whole life, and I am probably unlikely to again... but none the less, it made me feel a little better about the whole thing! Oh and just coz I am not the next Tracy... I am still going to go and see the show... Oh and now I can focus on the gym and my wedding dress.