Sweet Dub has been working madly on a movie since - oh, August, I think. It is almost done. Release date imminent.
He mentioned to me yesterday, in tones usually used by one who is broaching the subject of "say, maybe we should think about putting Grandma in a home," that we would be expected to attend the L.A. premiere. Which is in a matter of days. Not weeks. DAYS.
I know, I know, how exciting, how great, blah blah blah. Where the hell am I supposed to find a dress, shoes, appropriate jewels, etc. in a matter of days? Have I mentioned that I'm also planning our child's birthday party (now two weeks away)?
An added treat: he and everyone involved with the movie will be working on it non-stop, 17 hours a day, for the next week or so. Including the weekends. So if you thought I could maybe go frock-shopping sans the child, you thought wrong. Since I can't even take her shopping for her own shoes without her telling me how bored she is, you can only imagine how extremely ever not fun this is going to be.
The good news is that Sweet Dub will be getting a screen credit. And the director is letting him approve everything up until the final cut. (At least I think that's what he said.) It is exciting, and he is excited, and I am excited for him.
I'm just freaked about having to look my cutest, most sophisticated-yet-funky self without proper notice. You know.
4 comments:
Mama hits the red carpet! Niiiiiice!
Remember, it's not what you wear, but how you wear it. Whatever you end up in, you will ROCK IT!
And congratulations to Dub, too. Very exciting!
Thanks for the vote of confidence!
Maybe I'll post pics.
Maybe.
Very exciting. You need a personal shopper. Where do you get one of those?
Oh, honey, I don't even know. Isn't it obvious?
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