my self-confidence meter hits maximum whenever i wear my concert gown. i always feel like a winner in it. whenever i'm playing a concert where i get to wear my gown, i get all sorts of excited feelings because i love my gown.
this was my debut as concert mistress of the csun symphony. we played dvorak, there was beauty, there was clapping, there were lots of finely dressed collegiate folk. my family came, we had post-concert celebratory coffee.
and it rained. hello storm, i'm ready for ya! (but my gown wasn't)
you know that scene from gilmore girls where lorelei is convinced that the snow is a sign? like the snow somehow dictates how good and right her life is at that very moment when the snow first begins to fall? here's a quote "when I was five, I had a really bad ear infection and I had been home in bed for a week and I was very sad. so I wished really hard that something wonderful would happen to me. and I woke up the next morning and it had snowed. and I was sure that some fairy godmother had done it just for me. It was my little present."
this is pretty much how i, a southern californian, feels about rain. rain is magic. i grew up in the mojave desert where rain is a rare luxury. i remember having sick days at home while it rained, sipping soup from large bowls with my mom and watching disney movies on vhs. rain shuts things down in so cal. classes are cancelled, roads are jammed, forcing you back inside to enjoy some coffee while you sit under your patio and listen to the rain. so, that's what we did after my concert. we sat on the starbucks patio and sipped coffee wrapped in blankets and dodged the rain. glorious.
rambling over. enjoy some slightly blurry but delightful pictures from my concert. *photo cred to joe and my professor*
have a wonderfully rainy weekend.