Living for the sound of applause. It has been YEARS since I have heard the sound of applause for one of my performances. I recently sang a couple of karoake songs, and there is was - that sound of Applause.
I don't want to anyone to steal my energy ever again. I spent too many years conforming to someone else's idea of what I should be.
One downside to posting reels on Instagram. You never hear the audience reaction, only whether it is liked or not.
I crave a live audience. I need to follow that path ...
Segueing to another topic: Proof that my mom was an AVON lady. Here is a rarity, the AVON Fragrance Demonstrator, a collection of all of the old fragrances.
Brocade
Regence
To A Wild Rose
Here's My Heart
Somewhere
Unforgettable
Occur!
Pretty Peach
Topaze
Ending the post with a theater-based comedian. Gianmarco Soresi. Love Him!
