We tried out for a part in a community theatre play at Devonshire Cultural Center and got them. It’s been a couple of years since we were on stage. Like falling off a log, we got into the swing easily. After concentrating on memorization and blocking, the next aspect included finding a costume.
My role as a conductor on a train demanded an appropriate costume. Several attempts at raiding my closet yielded nothing suitable, nor did wandering around some resale stores. Finally, I located a shop, the Chicago Costume Store, which the owner indicated he might have something available.
After a trip to the near North side, we located the shop in the DePaul University area. Upon entering, the owner cheerfully greeted us and sent us to the basement where the costumes were kept. Racks were jam packed with costumes of all types. One more outfit on the rack would have exploded the walls. Oversize animal’s heads dangled atop faux furs, Betty Boop peeked from the racks, gladiators and Roman togas hung from metal bars. The area was like traveling through a looking glass.
The young lady greeted us as warmly as the owner did. After explaining my needs to her, she pulled up some computer pictures from the internet and then scurried off to a back room, while we wandered around the stuffed racks and occasionally popped a weird looking hat on our head. Soon she returned with a costume and told us this was the only conductor’s outfit she found.
I donned the wool trousers, vest, and coat. I plopped the hat on my head and was transformed into my character from the Orient Express. The entire suit looked as if it were made for me. I thanked her for her help and for providing me with my candy for the day. Remember to look for your candy wherever you are.
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