emma.

emma

(from the perspective of harriet smith)

*in love with robert martin*

"oh miss woodhouse...!"

*in love with mr elton*

the melancholy.

"...but mr elton is perfection itself!"

inner monologue:

oh why doesn't mr elton love ME. i just knew he did. oh but he is wonderful. and so good to the poor. will miss bates ever stop tal- IS THAT CAKE?!

*in love with mr knightley*

(if you look closely, the best bit of this picture is actually the mr knightley face in the corner)

JK...still in love with robert martin.

THE END.

behind the scenes - EMMA.

while i've been gone, i enjoyed a couple of months in austen-land. 

dressing in the regency time period, talking in a british accent, and being a giddy/gullible jane austen character...was really some of the best times i've ever had.

i had the honor of portraying "harriet smith" three nights a week for 4 weeks at the artisan.

i don't know that a character has ever been quite as fun to play as this one.

also...i got to eat SO MUCH FOOD ONSTAGE.

i'm not exaggerating.

they started calling me hungry harriet...or "hungriet."

and the costumes.

let me tell you.

i do think i enjoyed making these costumes the most.

even if that did mean building 15 regency dresses in 2 weeks!

more performance pictures to come...!

r.

roland pennywhistle.

have you ever taken an unplanned trip into hobby lobby only to ironically exit with a garden gnome in hand...?

...right, we all do it...

hair.

it is a truth universally acknowledged that no one should go TWO YEARS WITHOUT A HAIRCUT. 

and yet...guess what i did.

like who does that.

i suppose the long hair will be missed by one and all.

(though the pain will only truly be felt by me)

however, i think this new "do" tells the world:

rebecca is 20...and she's ready for whatever you've got planned.

beth march.

since we last spoke, i had the opportunity of becoming a march sister once more.

"little women, the musical" was last year's holiday show. 

this show has been on my dream list ever since i saw it performed 6 years ago.

if you remember, i did have the chance to play jo march in the play version, a few years back. 

this time around was a WHOLE new experience.

not only was there new music and dancing...but i played beth march.

the sweetest and best part i've ever had.

the 4 march sisters connected with such a close bond.

it was such an honor to work with each of them.

and grow to love them so very much.

here is a small clip from one of my favorite scenes in the show:

(and here is a link to see a full preview video of the other cast)

so many dear and precious memories for probably the best show i've EVER been a part of.
ever.

real talk.

after living in a small town my whole life, this move to the "big city" has been a bit tricky.
i literally live in a building with a lot of people i don't even know.
sometimes when i'm walking out of my apartment, my neighbor is walking out of his.
our pleasant smile exchanges are merely acknowledgements of "hello strange person i've never met and don't necessarily feel the need to meet but i actually live mere feet from...have a nice day."

another problem that's arisen since "the move"?
i have THE ABSOLUTE WORST LUCK WITH DRIVING.
since "the move" i have:

• been pulled over.
• had my car break down.
• gotten a red light ticket.
• been in a car wreck.
• had my car break down. again.
• gotten a mean note on my windshield wiper concerning my bad parking skills.

apparently driving 2 hours daily to get to work for a year was not acceptable preparation for "big city" living.

but you know what's cool about adult life?
i'm learning to deal with some pretty intense stuff.
like...dealing with broken utilities.
and understanding how to pay bills.
and throwing away phone books and flyers left on the doorstep.

i'm still working on mastering the whole chores thing.
like being in charge of washing dishes and taking out trash and being responsible about the sour milk in the fridge.
i'm not good at that.
my flat mate (what do you call them when you don't share rooms, but an apartment? flat mate sounds so snobbish) does so much better at it and i owe her many a trip to the dumpster.
you don't even want to know how long i left the rotting carved pumpkin by the door after halloween.

but guys...how cool is it that i'm experiencing all of this LIFE?!
sometimes i feel like i'm just playing house and how truly ridiculous it is for me to be out on my own.
i still ignore phone calls half the time because i don't have the courage to talk to people...but i know how to pay bills?
i've been given such a cool opportunity, and it may not be the sort of thing everyone my age is supposed to be doing: college, dorms, classes.
but that's ok.
i love it.

adult life.

let's chat about adult life for a moment, shall we?

when you move out of your house you know life will never be the same.

you realize that there will soon be bills to pay.

that everything will feel like it's breaking at once.

and suddenly you're paying for repairs left and right (laptop, car, your back).

sure you know about taking out the trash (but did you remember to actually buy a trash can?).

but there are a few things you never think about...until they actually happen.

and i'm here to save you from those surprises.

because, basically...adult life is hard. 

the grocery store.

normal stuff...not too many difficult decisions.

that is...until the cereal aisle.

do you remember going down the cereal aisle as a kid...dreaming of the day you'd have the freedom to choose any delightfully, sugar-y cereal that you wanted?

well. 

the day had finally come.

i'd never felt more overwhelmed about a decision in my life.

and in desperation...i chose fruit loops.

FRUIT LOOPS.

i had the freedom to choose any cereal on the cereal aisle that i wanted...and i chose...fruit loops.

and that's just the beginning!

do you know what else is hard about adult life?

milk.

milk is one of those things that just always appeared in your refrigerator at home.

you were never sure how it got there.

or when it was replaced.

but it was always there.

suddenly you're living alone...and there's no milk.

you never realize how often you need milk until it's NOT THERE.

also...milk goes bad so fast!

and how do you know what kind to get?? 

whole milk tastes like butter and skim tastes like creamy water!

oh!

and that bug? 

there's literally no one BUT YOU available to kill it. 

...adulting creates murderers of us all...

to be continued (i'm sure)