“She’s Imperfect, But She Tries…”

Hey friends. What’s up? How’s it going? Long time, no write!

(Do I say this before every blog post? Yes. Yes I do.)

I wanted to blog a bit about my experience seeing my favorite musical as of late: Waitress. I recently (like yesterday recently, at least at the moment I’m typing this) saw the touring production, and holy moly, I was so blown away; it was everything I imagined and so much more. I’ve been listening to the original cast recording for some time now, and to see the story come to life on stage was all sorts of magic.

A little background on the musical, if you’ve never heard of it:

  • Created by Broadway’s first all-female creative team (#girlpower)
  • Music was written by Sara Bareilles
  • Based on the 2007 movie by the late Adrienne Shelly
  • The story charms the pants off of you and gives you all the #feels (at least in my experience)

Why do I love this musical so much?

Last year, before grad school, when I was living at home after the Disney College Program, working two jobs, and trying to figure out what the heck I was doing with my life (ha), I “discovered” the Waitress Tony performance on a late night YouTube binge of Hamilton vids. (Because I had just “discovered” that show, too. Ha. Haha. I’m always late to the game).

The last song of the performance, “She Used to Be Mine,” was performed by Sara Bareilles and Jessie Mueller, and it broke me in the best way. Long story short, on that night more than a year ago, that song (“She Used to Be Mine”) and Jessie Mueller’s performance reminded me of my mom, the strongest woman I know. The resolution of the musical also reminds me of my mom–she has always puts her girls (my sister and me) first, and I love her so much for it.

I spent that night bawling all by my lonesome in my childhood bedroom, and then I promptly downloaded the album. The music became the soundtrack to my day: “Opening Up” and “Everything Changes” for the morning commute, “Bad Idea” for my weekend jogs, “A Soft Place to Land” for shower singing, and “She Used to be Mine” for literally anytime, anywhere. Since starting my MFA last August, the music of Waitress has become a go-to writing soundtrack and inspiration for my own characters in my stories–I focus on women’s experiences and relationships (especially sister and mother-daughter relationships), and the music puts me in the perfect mindset to bring my characters to life.

Let me tell you, actually seeing this beautiful production was such a joy. This musical has everything–I laughed (so much), I cried, and my heart soared. (Can we talk about how cheesy that sentence was?)

I also had an incredible view: fourth row (the best I’ve ever had during a performance/concert/etc.). Also, the couple in front of me didn’t come back after intermission (why, though?!), so I COULD SEE SO WELL for Act II. I COULD SEE THE ACTORS’ FACES so CLEARLY.

This, my friends, is a very big deal to me.

If you have a chance to see this musical, do it. It’s heartwarming, heartwrenching, and an overall wonderful experience. If you love stories about real, good people just trying to do their best, you gotta see Waitress. 

Also there’s pie. Who doesn’t love pie?!

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Baymax= The Cutest Thing You Ever Did See

Big Hero 6, the newest film from Disney Animation Studios, was adorable. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, it was just absolutely adorable and action-packed and sweet and heartwarming and just plain cute.

Baymax, the film’s “huggable marshmallow” robot-dude, was a key component to making this film as enjoyable as I found it. Without Baymax, the plot wouldn’t have appealed to me as it did, and the science-fiction and high-tech jargon would have been completely lost on me.

Just everything about Baymax made me swoon.

The way he walks… so careful and slow and deliberate. So cute. When he runs, he bounces almost like he’s on the Moon, and he squeaks with every little movement like a giant balloon animal. How could one not be won over by Baymax, the gentle giant?

The fixed expression on his little face also adds to his lovability. The way he innocently reacts to the world around him–think chasing butterflies in high-tech fighting gear and patching up his inflatable exterior with a role of tape–just makes you want to squeeze the life out of the big guy. Of course, Baymax would immediately and adorably correct my last sentence: “I cannot be alive. I am a robot.”  His fixed verbal expressions are also lovable: “Hello. I am Baymax, your personal healthcare companion.”

Can you say heart eyes?

The film was also a success due to its colorful, wonderfully nerdy cast of characters, my favorites being the bean-pole beauty that loves chemical reactions, Honey Lemon, and the less-than-brave-but-totally-relateable laser-obsessed Wasabi. Funny names, yes, but characters that personally touched me in some way or another. Hiro, the films main protagonist, is also likable–he starts out as a little punk but eventually blooms into a mature boy genius with the help of his brother Tadashi (tears) and, of course, Baymax.

I’ll conclude my little review here; I don’t want to give too much away. Just know that this is yet another triumph from my beloved Disney, and I’ll be doodling little Baymax’s in my notes for the next couple of weeks at least.

He’s just so darn cute.