Zapatera, you will looove this.
So I get an email from my agent yesterday--Audition for you! Great! I was selected based on my profile only; didn't have to do that "availability screening" or other garbage; just picked to audition. Awesome, right? So I look at the times, and I'm scheduled for 11:15 on Monday, to audition for Katie. Okay, who's Katie? I scroll down and see "Katie, 30s, needs to lose the baby weight."
So then, I pull up the script, which is indeed snark about "I need to lose the baby weight," and her friend (ha) says, "But your baby is 2, right?" Nice.
Then I see the breakdown in the script. (Katie, chubby.)
Oh, I am so happy to audition for this lovely role.
Then I think, what did they see on my profile to make me so right for the part? Yeah, 5' 5" and 135 is so chubby.
Or maybe it was the FAT FACE on my headshot.
But you know what, I'm not a size 2. I will never be a size 2. I never WAS a size 2. I went from girls 14 to size 6.
Hips happen. And muscles, too. Fear my muscles. I have them and they are strong. And they are big and weigh a lot. RRRaaaararrrrrrrrr!!!