At MUC rehearsals, phrases like "Own it!" and "Work it!" are shouted gratuitously and in full sincerity.
I don't how to work it. And it's because I don't believe that I own it. I am the fish face girl. I feel like I shouldn't be there and it shows.
I spend most of our few short breaks struggling to talk to the other girls. I have few contributions to make to conversations about hair, makeup or shopping.
But I think I've finally found a co-conspirator. "Do you think that the types of conversations people are having here are topics they're genuinely interested in, or do you think that it's just contextual?" I asked her cautiously, carefully making the wording of my question somewhat ambiguous. "I think we're a lot alike," she whispered back at me.
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