So, I went to see A Streetcar Named Desire…
And it was pretty awesome to say the least. I’ll write a real ”critic” about it later on but for now, I just want to share how freaking happy I am.
I arrived well in advance, walked all the way from my hotel in Victoria. Got a drink at the bar and watched the lottery results unfold. Many people had been trying to get hold of those golden tickets, many planned to try again the next day. This is when I truly realised this play was a big deal.
Soon, it was time to enjoy the show. And yes, there is a reason for all the fuss. I have seen numerous plays in my life, in France and in the UK - but this, my friends, is outstanding. During those 3 hours, I never zoned out or thought “I am just here to see Gillian”. I want to keep some things to write about for my post on the play itself so I’ll stop there for now.
After the show, I queued patiently with my drawing and my little green alien plush (the Toy Story alien). I suddenly craved for a strong drink (Two drinks is my limit I say) as I thought I was going to turn absolutely dorky when facing Gillian, i.e. throwing my drawing and stuttering “can you sign programme please thank you love you bye”. This was the woman I had only seen through my TV set: Agent Dana Scully, Doctor Bedelia du Maurier… And she was now 2 meters away from me.
It went so fast. I can neither confirm nor deny Gillian’s version of events, but if I remember correctly, this is essentially, exactly the way it happened:
Me: Hi! This is a drawing I did for you.
GA: Oh my god, it’s amazing! Look at this! *shows it to her assistant standing behind her*”
Me: Feel free to use it for charity.
GA: I just might actually!
Me: I also got you a little alien (seriously, those were my words…). I made a copy of my drawing, do you mind signing it and my ticket please?
GA: Of course! What’s your name? (Okay, this actually made my whole day - I am so happy she asked for my name and made the autograph personal. It reads: “Kelly, Beautiful drawing! Thank you!”)
Me: Thank you so much! You’re awesome.
And that was that. I had met Gillian, after all those years. I left soon after and I saw her assistant outside with both of my gifts, probably waiting for the car taking Gillian home.
This experience was amazing and I hope I’ll have the chance to meet her again. I’d like to thank everyone who has liked/reblogged my drawing and encouraged me through it all, including: ahandsomebarman , aliens-scully, radosstt (thank you for reminding me of the charity projects where this drawing might end up raising funds!),
fionamartinxoxo, recklessbabe, enigmaticdoctorscully, somewheretonightwecomealive,
sheheartsscully, vintagestyledheart, scullyism, sonicmeriver, annadele219,
ithinksomethingpink, wherehaveallthescullysgone, dstoevsky ,
lebeeson , bedeliadumaurier, sure-fine-whatever and hannah8bee (who saw me that night and recognized the drawing from Tumblr (!) and took two great pictures of me and Gillian, thank you again!).
I feel like the rest of my life will be one big anti-climax… Until next time, Gilly.