As a teenager, I was spellbound by a certain stage production of Cinderella: the ballgown to die for, the gorgeous wedding dress, the wonderful set, the costumes, the delightful music ...
No, not a pantomime or a film, but the opera by Rossini performed at La Scala opera house no less, which some kind and generous soul had given us tickets for.
I wrote more about this here: Frocks to make your heart sing.
At the weekend, they showed the video of that very production on TV and I sat as delighted as I had been all those years ago. I laughed at the gags, cried at the mistreatment of the heroine, sang along to the music and rejoiced at the justice of the ending.
Ponnelle's production for La Scala of Rossini's La Cenerentola with Frederica von Stade in the title role. Uncredited photo from IMDb. |
As I said last time I wrote about this: isn't every TGirl a little
Cinderella, really? She has to fight for her right to take part in the
social life of her country and be treated with respect. Frankly, I think
we all merit a lovely dress for every big outing... And, frankly, whenever we feel like wearing a lovely dress just for the sake of it, too.
The weather has turned to spring and I've been able to eat my lunch outdoors again. Last night I heard the first frogs of the season. And the first mosquito of the year paid a visit to my bedroom. I heard it quite loudly by my ear. No wonder it was loud as I had rolled my head over onto it and it was trying to get out of the tight embrace it was in between my face and the pillow! I have also been doing a lot of spring cleaning, throwing out old stuff and generally tidying and rearranging. Except that dust and/or cleaning products have set off an allergy and I have been sneezing for a week. I even had to take an antihistamine today. But I've been enjoying my Cinderella time: an old comfy dress and house shoes, nothing attractive obviously or it might get spoilt. I have always delighted not just in the fancy TGirl parties but in the everyday humdrum life of a trans women getting on with her household chores or relaxing with a book. I don't have to be preening in front of a mirror or strutting on the dance floor to feel comfortable in myself.
I was hoping to take a photo of myself as it's been ages since I last did so, but this constant blowing of my nose has put paid to my makeup! Another day soon...
Sue x
That 'little spring cleaning' joke is both awful and fantastic at the same time. 😁
ReplyDeleteFWIW, I've started to wear a facemask because I scare the horses 😉 - sorry, I meant for allergies with Hoovering and whatnot. That or opening the windows for a time, to help the air get through.
Hopefully everyone gets a moment to be a handsome prince, a beautiful princess, or however they wish to identify.
Thanks, Lynn.
DeleteI have a few facemasks left over from the Covid years and I'd best try adopting one for any further dusting and sweeping. As for the joke, I didn't make the meme, so I'm in the clear there!
I promised myself half a lifetime ago that I would be a princess every day and I have been faithful to that promise. I need a lot of such moments, you see. I present as male only outdoors purely for survival purposes. So I too have always wanted anyone else who feels the same to enjoy their princess/prince time as often as possible.
Sue x
What a magical experience to reminisce about! It sounds like your teenage fascination with Cinderella was truly brought to life through Rossini's opera at La Scala opera house.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much. Melody. Yes, you're right. Some things are so beautiful they stay with you for a lifetime. Sue x
DeleteHello Sue, Yes I think that is true. Almost every TGirl, Part-time-lady, CD or how one would call us is dreaming to be something like Cinderella.
ReplyDeleteAnd first I did not understand your joky picture...and than I realized that this has two meanings in english .....
And I would really like to see a current photo of you.
...and thanks for visiting my blog again. Very kind of you and I appreciate this very much.
Have a good time
Violetta
Thank you, Violetta.
DeleteI am having real problems with photos at the moment. Often I have no real privacy because here are many builders in my flat or in neighbouring flats. This week I have an allergy and my eyes weep and my nose runs which is bad for makeup. Sometimes I just feel ugly and fat. So it's been a long time since I felt willing and able to take a picture. Until the next time I do you can look at the photos in my gallery.
Sue x