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Filming for “Vida” was approaching its end and I couldn’t be happier. I was finally able to get out of this uncomfortable clothing and be myself again. It’s been an extremely eye opening experience and I’m glad I won’t have to experience it again, it was humiliating. Like for starters, the cast and crew gave me the new name “Melissa” because it fit better than Miguel. Additionally, I had to start being “Melissa” outside of work because it would take too long to prepare me every day, so I needed to buy an entire new wardrobe. On top of that, I had to go to countless cast and crew parties because it would “help show that I’m dedicated to the job.” Which meant I had to wear even more ridiculous outfits and shoes. Not to mention the fact that I had to act out countless romance scenes with an actual dude! None the less, it’s all over now.

We had just finished shooting the last scene and I immediately kicked off the uncomfortable heels and began making my way to my RV. However I was interrupted by the producers, they wanted to wrap up the day with a bit of a meeting/ congratulations. They started off by talking about how great everyone did and moved on to the release date of the movie, etc, and then, they announced that we would be having a red carpet meet and greet for interviewers. My heart sank, not only would I have to openly walk around as the “actor who played Lyn.” But id have to be dressed as Melissa while doing so. I couldn’t help but freak out to myself in the RV, I hated that this was the situation I was put in.

My agent found out the news and got to work on hiring a designer to create my outfit for the red carpet event. Even though the filimjng came to an end, I was still dressed as Melissa and I hated it. I had to go to countless appointments with the designer to get my measurements and talk about design choices for the dress. It was awful, I had to act like I was actually invested in this stuff for the designer which lead to even worse things. When discussing the design I opted for a casual, breathable dress with flats or even sneakers. Of course my designer completely disagreed and decided on a silver see-through dress and heels. Fabulous.

On the day of the event I was pampered and dressed in my outfit. The poofy dress was itchy and weird and the black belt constricted my breathing. My hair was put in a tight bun and my face was heavy with makeup. The heels were taller than ever before and the heels themselves were like daggers that made balancing on them impossible. Nonetheless I was walked out onto the carpet decorated in my feminine attire. I waved for the fans and smiled. My designer told me to “blow kisses.” So… I did. It was a very embarrassing experience. But finally it came to an end.

That night I had stripped off my stupid dress and heels, and I took my hair out of the tight bun but was too tired to take off the makeup and prosthetics. I pulled on a loose T and some underwear and sat in bed. That’s when my phone went off. It was my manager, there are 15 different cast directors that wanted to speak to Melissa about upcoming roles. Apparently I had blown up and my acting in the film didn’t go unnoticed. I was fucked.

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Request for inmortalscorp

Filming for “Vida” was approaching its end and I couldn’t be happier. I was finally able to get out of this uncomfortable clothing and be myself again. It’s been an extremely eye opening experience and I’m glad I won’t have to experience it again, it was humiliating. Like for starters, the cast and crew gave me the new name “Melissa” because it fit better than Miguel. Additionally, I had to start being “Melissa” outside of work because it would take too long to prepare me every day, so I needed to buy an entire new wardrobe. On top of that, I had to go to countless cast and crew parties because it would “help show that I’m dedicated to the job.” Which meant I had to wear even more ridiculous outfits and shoes. Not to mention the fact that I had to act out countless romance scenes with an actual dude! None the less, it’s all over now.

We had just finished shooting the last scene and I immediately kicked off the uncomfortable heels and began making my way to my RV. However I was interrupted by the producers, they wanted to wrap up the day with a bit of a meeting/ congratulations. They started off by talking about how great everyone did and moved on to the release date of the movie, etc, and then, they announced that we would be having a red carpet meet and greet for interviewers. My heart sank, not only would I have to openly walk around as the “actor who played Lyn.” But id have to be dressed as Melissa while doing so. I couldn’t help but freak out to myself in the RV, I hated that this was the situation I was put in.

My agent found out the news and got to work on hiring a designer to create my outfit for the red carpet event. Even though the filimjng came to an end, I was still dressed as Melissa and I hated it. I had to go to countless appointments with the designer to get my measurements and talk about design choices for the dress. It was awful, I had to act like I was actually invested in this stuff for the designer which lead to even worse things. When discussing the design I opted for a casual, breathable dress with flats or even sneakers. Of course my designer completely disagreed and decided on a silver see-through dress and heels. Fabulous.

On the day of the event I was pampered and dressed in my outfit. The poofy dress was itchy and weird and the black belt constricted my breathing. My hair was put in a tight bun and my face was heavy with makeup. The heels were taller than ever before and the heels themselves were like daggers that made balancing on them impossible. Nonetheless I was walked out onto the carpet decorated in my feminine attire. I waved for the fans and smiled. My designer told me to “blow kisses.” So… I did. It was a very embarrassing experience. But finally it came to an end.

That night I had stripped off my stupid dress and heels, and I took my hair out of the tight bun but was too tired to take off the makeup and prosthetics. I pulled on a loose T and some underwear and sat in bed. That’s when my phone went off. It was my manager, there are 15 different cast directors that wanted to speak to Melissa about upcoming roles. Apparently I had blown up and my acting in the film didn’t go unnoticed. I was fucked.