So you might recall that in high school I was not only in choir but I was also (basically) in a show choir that put on a yearly 'Princess Tea'. What is princess tea, you ask? It is the most awesome thing a person can experience. Yup that's right, I went there. Its where a group of high school girls become Disney princesses, sing Disney songs, and interact with little girls AS A PRINCESS. Wait what. Seriously there is nothing better than talking to a little girl who thinks you're the legit Sleeping Beauty. IT IS AWESOME! Anyways today I tagged along with my second family (The Bartons) to see the show as an alumni. It pretty broke much broke my heart. I could barely contain myself, I wanted so badly to jump up on stage and be a princess again! The best part was of course seeing some other alumni!! Seriously these girls were my rock when my mom passed away. They were the ones that held my hand and gave me the courage to sing at my mom's funeral, these were the girls that let me vent about people treating me weird and most importantly they were the ones that loved me through it. I just about cried from joy. I flippin love you people. Period. End of story.
Being there also reminded me of my senior year as a princess. This is the type of show where the moms step up and help. Whether its doing hair and makeup for their 'Princess', moral support or whatever labor our choir dictator director tried to force onto the poor unfortunate souls that asked "Do you need help?". My Princess Tea senior year my mom had recently passed away, and it was seriously the hardest thing to not cry. Between shows everyone had their mom to adjust them or they were they smiling at you in the audience or whatever. Point was, their moms were there and my mom wasn't (Physically). Then of course this show always brings all of these adorable little girls and their moms and I remember almost breaking down on stage when I was supposed to be a smiling princess! As bratty as it might sound, it was difficult to be 'mom-less', especially for my senior year (I'm definitely tearing up right now thinking about it). The first year I was in seasons my mom was dubbed 'The Seasons Mama' and she definitely lived up to that title. (She was even included in the seasons huddle! Show below)
(This was my junior year princess tea! Please disregard my face lolz)
Memory #33
In honor of princess tea, here is a princess tea memory! When I first got the roll of Sleeping Beauty my mom immediately got excited and instantly started to research costumes, wigs, accessories, even facts about sleeping beauty! Which was probably my favorite thing about my mom, how excited and passionate she could get about something. Even when it wasn't about her. So one day she got really excited because she found the perfect dress. This dress was a hand made beautiful Sleeping Beauty Dress and it seemed as if it were made for me. The measurements were exactly mine but it was a little pricey. I remember my mom just shrugging and saying, "Don't tell dad." and she just bought it. No second thoughts or anything she just bought it. Because she wanted me to look perfect and to be confident when I sang my first ever solo.
The next part of the costume was obviously the hair. Because as we can tell...I am not a blonde. So we had to acquire a blond wig. One of the other moms had a blonde wig from a previous show and told us we could borrow it. So when my mom got it, we eagerly secured it on my head. When I looked at myself in the mirror I was HORRIFIED. The wig looked awful on me! I tried my hardest to put on a brave face and I guess my mom could sense the fall in my enthusiasm because she yanked the wig off put in the box and said, "We're going shopping." So we went to the wig shop right then and there and spent hours looking for the perfect wig. My mom did everything to make sure that my moment in the spotlight would be perfect. And because of her, it was.
Love Always,
Erin
I remember all of this drama. Your Mom used to call me we would have an hour (or more) conversation about all of the things going on in your life with the CPHS choir. Your and your mom's persistence paid off. What an asset you and your mom both were to the choir and Seasons. What a tribute to your mom when you and your friends sang at her funeral. I always felt so melancholy attending the choir concerts after your mom died.. We always sat in the same spot and after she died there was always a vacant seat to my left. I put my hand on that empty seat and feel her presence with us.
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