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Post by Dewey on Oct 12, 2007 15:26:52 GMT -5
Rae Maconochie Pronounciation: (Mac-KON-nuh-SHAY) Birthdate: October 19, 1983 Height: 5'8 Weight: 145 lbs Eye color: Blue Hair color: Blonde Race: Scottish/Welsh/Danish Occupation: Actress Friends: Michel, Yasmin, Aida, Katryna, Nadya, Nataliya Enemies: Enemies of her father, Allen Maconochie Rae is a centerstage diva who sees herself as a big fish in a small pond. She dreams of Hollywood success, world-renown fame, and a multi-million dollar salary. Those who know her well call her a dreamer. She's always thinking big, and always stressing how important it is to have hopes and aspirations. She's not an idler, though. She knows what needs to be done to achieve her goals, and she takes care of it every single day. She's extremely ambitious, determined, confident, and diligent. She doesn't take nonsense from anyone, doesn't like to hear the word "no", doesn't like to admit when she's wrong, and is a very detailed perfectionist. She's also very headstrong and independent. She doesn't like relying on others for help, and especially does not appreciate charity. It's why she's still living in the slums outside of Arcadia, in an apartment that's anything but luxurious. Rae doesn't count her failures, though. To her, they're merely stepping stones toward a better future. Chances are, Rae might possibly make a big break. She's a marvelously talented actor with the voice of an angel and the looks of a seductress. She also has a very magnetic personality; she knows show business is all about networking with the right connections, so she makes it a point to always be charismatic and ever the life of the party. A rightful flirt when she has to be. Outside of the theatre, though, she's very wary of people. Her father's ties with mafiosos in Sicily has won them many an enemy, so Rae's constantly watching her back. Aside from that, since she works at a gun shop, she runs into all kinds of interesting characters, so it's always comforting to make sure you're not being followed.
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Post by Dewey on Oct 20, 2008 9:35:06 GMT -5
It's been such a long time since I've journaled! I've been so busy with show business ;D But more on that later. BECAUSE GUESS WHAT! I'M GOING TO GREECE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! For ten days!!! Greece and the Greek Isles! Yesterday was my birthday (the big 25!), and Michel's present was a trip to Greece! I couldn't even believe it! The first thing I asked was if the tickets were real haha. And they were! He's so wonderful! We've been dating for... God, 19 months now! Almost two years! And it still feels like I just met him yesterday He's amazing. I love being with him, and spending time with him. He makes me so happy. I'm so... Gosh, just writing it is making me grin. But.. I love him. There, I said it. I love him. Even though we've been dating for so long, we haven't really said those three words to each other. I don't think Michel's the type of person who would ever say it, and I.. well, I just don't want to make him uncomfortable, you know? Like.. ruin things. I've wanted to tell him so many times, though. Maybe I will in Greece. How could I not? It's Greece! ;D As for the rest of my life, I've been in a few plays since the last time I wrote. Typical Shakespearian plays. A few modern ones. AND GUESS WHAT! I'm currently working on Chicago!! I know, isn't this amazing? Some casting director was at my last show and invited me to audition for the part of Roxie Hart! The lead! I went to the audition, and then received a callback the next day, and then after that, I was told the casting directors had decided to letme pursue the role! I'm so excited. It's been a lot of fun so far. The cast is so great and talented. It's amazing to have so much talent in one room! I've made some new friends, too, which is really great. I need some! Well, we're about to head off to catch a flight! I'll keep you updated on the amazing-ness of our trip! And include lots of pictures!
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Post by Dewey on Oct 26, 2008 14:50:35 GMT -5
Jan. 2, 2007
You have to be confident when you walk into a casting director's office. You have to know what you want, and you have to be able to show those people how bad you want it. You can't stutter. You can't hesitate. You can't second guess yourself. In every movement, in every second of eye contact, in every enunciation of every syllable, you have to radiate with spirit, boldness, and determination. And that's what I love about show business. You can't afford to be too scared, or too shy. You can't afford to question yourself. It's the ultimate gamble, putting yourself out there, selling every last vestige of your talent. Your looks, your voice, your soul practically. I've spent the past five years working toward something like this, and finally, I'll see my name in lights. Maybe not the Silver Screen. Not yet, at least. But this is a start. A number of starlets began on Broadway and Vegas styled productions. Why not me, then? Utopia. Daddy would be none too pleased, of course. He'd go on and on about how I'm blatantly ruining my life pursuing show business in a casino. He'd just focus on the ambience. The bars, the "type of men" who frequent those places, the catcalls, the dirty politics of the entertainment world. This is what I love to do, though. I feel most alive when I'm on stage, the spotlight on me, in costume, reciting lines. It's paradise to me. Why can't he understand that? To him it was all about a college degree in pre-law, or accounting, or business. I can't stand that, though. It's not who I am. This? This is who I am. True, it's been rough the past few months. I don't think you could really call my place an apartment; I hardly have money. But we all have to start somewhere. Look at my headshot......And then tell me to my face you don't think I'll make it big one day.
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Post by Dewey on Oct 26, 2008 14:50:55 GMT -5
Jan. 4, 2007
Friday's night show is going to be electrifying. How could it not be? I've been singing while I jog, singing in the shower, singing while I warm up TV dinners in the microwave. Eating honey to make sure my throat is at its finest, taking throat coat so I don't get sick. My dresses fit me perfectly. I look like a seductress in them. Watch out! Friday's my night. Who knows, maybe there'll be recruiters in the audience. You know, people in the big time show business. I could very well be discovered!
I love all our numbers. Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend, Fever, Hey Big Spender, These Boots Were Made For Walkin... and 6 others. 10 numbers! That's a lot of costume changes. But then there's acrobat numbers and ballet numbers in between some hits so it isn't so bad.
I love debuts! I can't wait to go into my dressing room after the show and be greeted by vase upon vase of long stemmed roses! And can you imagine, I'll be in the papers, too! Utopia's gotten so much media lately. There's absolutely nothing wrong with having a dream and getting your hopes up. At least that's what I believe. My dreams motivate me, they inspire me. I wouldn't want it any other way.
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Post by Dewey on Oct 26, 2008 14:51:17 GMT -5
Jan. 5, 2007
Tonight is the night we make headlines! After my 6 a.m. jog I headed over to the casino to just sit on stage and look out at the empty theatre. Can you imagine? All of these seats will be filled. A packed house. It's exhilirating. It sends these bolts of energy through my system. I can't wait. I can't wait to perform, to wear that stage makeup, to get fitted in my dresses, to show Auvernha what I'm made of. If we do well tonight, we've got it made for the next year most likely. That's how Madame D'Aubigne said the contract worked. Well I'm going to sing my heart out, and I'm going to interact with the audience as much as I can. I want to make sure it's the best showgirl musicale they've ever seen, that it makes them want to come back for more. That's what it's all about. Doing your job so well that people are left wanting more. Then, after the show, maybe I'll even socialize on the gambling floor and see who I can network with, introduce Katryna to a few people. At least someone in the group is as much a dreamer as me. She's a sweet girl. We'll have a good time. Meet handsome men, maybe pocket the numbers of a few casting directors, eavesdrop on conversations and then drop my name when appropriate. Sometimes, it's all about hustling yourself. At least until you have an agent. And tonight will be my chance to play the field.
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Post by Dewey on Oct 26, 2008 14:51:36 GMT -5
Jan. 6, 2007
The show was a success. It was an amazing success, a wonderful success, a marvelous success! I got a copy of The Arcadia Times this morning, and what do you know, Arts & Entertainment had a double page spread about Utopia and the D'Aubigne Company Showgirls! There was even a whole paragraph about the lead female vocale - moi.
"The beautiful Rae Maconochie, 23, electrified the stage of the Utopia Casino Resort's Stardust Theatre Friday night as lead female vocal in the casino's premiere showgirl musicale In the City. Gorgeous, talented, and charming, the young starlet is truly a diamond in the mine waiting to be discovered by big names."
And then he talks about the other girls, about the choreography, the costumes, the music, and the general show itself. See? Having a dream keeps you focused. I don't know why Nataliya insists on having her sists stay content with this 9 to 5 minimum wage nonsense! They're all very beautiful, and all very talented. I wish they would realize that the Auvernhan dream is the fact that you can make anything of yourself. Just like the States. And that's where I'm one day heading: to Hollywood, to be a world renown celebrity. People will see me in movies, on TV. They'll have posters of me, I'll be on magazine spreads. I'll be interviewed by famous show hosts, and I'll record albums that be at the top of the billboards! That's my dream.
I'm already well on my way! I even received a job offer last night. Michel Scarselli, the owner of a restaurant in the casino and one in the city, asked if I'd be interested in singing.. lounge type stuff. Classic music -the music I just happen to LOVE? Coincidence? I think not. This is fate. The starts are finally aligning perfectly toward my benefit. You know what my horoscope said this morning? That a succession of good fortunes are waiting for me, and that I need to put myself out there and receive them well. Sounds like good advice to me.
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Post by Dewey on Oct 26, 2008 14:52:10 GMT -5
Jan. 7, 2007
I went to Michel's restaurant last night. It's gorgeous. I can't believe he's only 25. He's 25, and he owns two restaurants. How did he do that? How do all these successful people do it? Honestly. I picked up my paycheck from the casino today because it wasn't ready yesterday, and it's already gone. It went to my rent (last month's rent, that is) and groceries, and that's it. I still have other bills that are past due. I'm not sure how I'm going to solve any of these financial problems. I'm just not making enough money. It's not like I shop, either. I have one pair of jeans, one pair of dress pants, and one pair of khaki's. I have five dresses, a few blouses and shirts, and a few pairs of shoes. That's it. My apartment looks like a junkyard. Not because it's dirty but because there's nothing in it.
Wait, you know what. What am I doing? Why am I dwelling on this? I'm sure Michel had to start from scratch, too. It's not just like he suddenly had two restaurants. Everyone has to start somewhere. Right now, I'm just still at the starting line. I'm still making a name for myself. My time for success just hasn't come, that's all. I'll tell you what, though. I think it's not far out of reach. Now I have three jobs, doing what I love (because let's be honest, I do love working at that gun shop), and I'll be making more money in no time. It's perfect.
P.S. Michel is really quite handsome kind.
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Post by Dewey on Oct 26, 2008 14:52:42 GMT -5
Jan. 14, 07
Friday night after the show, I went to Michel's place. It's so very nice. I was in awe. That's definitely how I want to live: lavishly. He's so successful. Sometimes I'm jealous of these wealthy people who have everything they could ever want, who could buy whatever they pleased at any given moment. Do they really know how lucky they are? Sometimes I think the deck here in Auvernha is rigged. It's so hard to break even. We have new landlords now, and our rent has gone up by $100. I was barely able to pay it before. I still have bills stretched across my counter, reminding me of debts even fame can't bury. I'm working three jobs, and nothing seems to help. At the end of the week, I still only have $50 to my name, enough to buy groceries and that's all. I haven't bought a new dress in a month. My apartment looks like a disaster zone. Where's my Sunset Boulevard? Where's my estate on its 50 acres of land, with three pools, five cars, and a staff of servants? Where are the papparazzi, the tabloids, all the glamor and gore?
Still a ways off, I guess. Some days, the burdens are enough to discourage you. I sit in my apartment on those days, and look at my resume. I read about all the plays I've been in, the lead vocals I've received...but when am I going to be discovered, you know?
I don't have to worry about rent now, though. Turns out Michel has an empty room in that big house of his, and he offered it to me. Strange, yes, I know. We just met two or three weeks ago, and now we're about to be living under the same roof. I'm sure Daddy would love that.. Funny thing is Michel doesn't really expect anything in return. You always hear about the Show Business hustle.. a guy makes connections for you, so that automatically means you sleep with him for a few nights. Michel's not that way at all. It's nice. I think it'll be nice living with him and his brother.. it'll give me a family at least.
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Post by Dewey on Oct 26, 2008 14:59:23 GMT -5
Jan. 18. 07
So Michel somehow talked my landlord into letting me out of the lease. What about the $2,000 I owe? Well, I'm certainly not in the habit of questioning good fortune, so I won't in this case. I'll be so happy to get out of this place! I don't even know why it hasn't been bulldozed away already. I feel so embarassed to call it home. At least now, I'm more in the city, closer to work, with Michel. It's nice, you know? I only have a few crates, though. One crate of books and movie, one of shoes, one of clothes. And then a box or two of random things. God, I hope he doesn't think I'm some ragamuffin. I'll just make up some excuse like.. I gave away a few things to the Salvation Army and to neighbors before coming here. That explains the small amount of possessions. That's believeable, right? Sure it is.
New game plan. Since so many actors were originally recording artists, I thought: why not break into show business through song? You know, sign onto a record deal, come out with an album, and then wet my feet in the movie business. Most audiences don't really care for that transition, but I would be the exception. They'd remark that I truly can sing and act. And since my voice seems to be my number one talent, it'd make more sense to start out in a recording studio, don't you think? Just imagine.. Rae Maconochie.. Platinum. I can see it now Yes, it's as good a plan as any other. Now it's just all about finding connections...
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Post by Dewey on Oct 26, 2008 14:59:46 GMT -5
Jan. 29, 07
Not much has happened since the last time I wrote, but the stuff that has happened is pretty big! I'm living with Michel and his brother now. It's such a beautiful home, and I'm so glad they had this spare room. I really have no room to complain. It's close to work, there isn't any loud noise, and it's spotless when it comes to cleaning. Oh, and Michel cooks so wonderfully. Daemon and Araxie are a little crazy, but that's all right. They make me laugh whenever I talk to them. And tonight we're all going to dinner. A "double date" as Araxie put it. I hope they cleared this through Michel! Assuming they did, I'm very much looking forward to it.
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Post by Dewey on Oct 26, 2008 15:00:09 GMT -5
Mar. 6, 07
Last night I cooked dinner for Michel, Daemon, and Araxie. It was mostly for Michel, though. I kind of felt bad that he works so hard, and then comes home to cook for everyone. Besides, I really wanted to start pulling my weight. I know all he asked was that I clean up after myself, but I feel like I could do so much more to help out. He's given me so much. This home is so beautiful, and I love the job at the restaurant. So I found a recipe for penne alla vodka and decided to cook it.
I was a little concerned though, especially when Daemon and Araxie went on about how Michel hates it when other people cook. I was afraid he wouldn't eat it at all! But he did, and he said it was good. Then, we were alone in the kitchen and got to talking about how every family has its quirks, and also its secrets. He asked me what I specifically meant by that, and I pretty much told him I kind of suspected something was going on.
I mean, your average twenty-something doesn't keep a basement filled with weapons, you know? But it was more so him knowing my father. My father is the type of guy who only lets certain type of people close to him, and if Michel actually spoke to him regularly, well.. yeah. He actually apologized for it, though. I'm not aware of many who would do that. And he assured me it wasn't daily. Just occassionally. I really didn't know what to say about it. I rather not know the details, if that's the business he's chosen to pursue. So long as I'm not in immediate danger (nor he), then I guess I can live with it. I mean, I grew up around it anyway, right?
Well to make a long story short, we kissed.. and... it was nice. Really nice.
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Post by Dewey on Oct 26, 2008 15:00:27 GMT -5
Mar. 15, 07
Michel and I went out for dinner the other night. Just us. It was.. really nice. Really, really nice. We went to a fancy place called Chez Blanc with valet parking, and doormen in tuxedos, and beautiful scultpures and fountains inside.. I don't know how I haven't heard of this place before, really. Michel even got this quartet of violinists to play by our table. It was so wonderful. I probably was grinning the whole time! It's nice spending time with him. He has such a nice heart. He's always taking care of everyone. He's also really smart. I mean, he's just in his mid twenties and owns two restaurants? So impressive! I haven't made any big breakthroughs like that...Although, tonight the Stardust Theatre's new show premieres! I'm so excited! Another lead. I hope it goes over well with the audience. And I hope Michel will be there...
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Post by Dewey on Oct 26, 2008 15:00:46 GMT -5
Mar. 18, 07
Michel is an absolute sweetheart. I feel like every day I'm surprised with something new! Well he came to the magic show's premiere, and he was waiting for me backstage with a rose. Too sweet! And then he wanted to take me out to dinner to celebrate the show's success It was my pick, and I was in the mood for some paella (such long rehearsals and barely anything to eat!) so we went to this latine restaurant downtown and ate a wonderful meal. Next surprise was Michel's dancing skills! We had such a great time. It's nice to see this side of him. He's not as serious as Daemon and Araxie make him out to be. He has a lighthearted side, too. I mean, he was smiling and laughing and it was just such a nice time. (P.S. We kissed in the car And might I say.. he's a nice kisser).
Well the next day a murder mystery marathon was on TV, and we watched it together on the living room couch. Two great things. First of all, he told me he was okay with having a dog in the house if I really wanted one, so we're actually going to a Labrador Rescue today to see about adopting a Chocolate Lab! Isn't that exciting? Next, Michel tells me he wanted to talk about the rent situation. Now, at first, I was concerned. I thought perhaps he was wanting to raise the price, what with the dog coming in and all. But you know what? He told me, rather, that he didn't feel right about me paying at all! Can you believe that? I sure couldn't! But that's what he said.
He's just been so sweet lately, and of course I had to show my gratification by kissing him But I don't think he minded that at all
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Post by Dewey on Oct 26, 2008 15:01:08 GMT -5
Mar. 19, 07
Michel and I went to this rescue farm for horses and dogs yesterday and we adopted two labradors! One is an eight week old puppy, and the other is a two year old adult. I've been doing a little shoppnig today for the both of them. Got their crates, and leashes, and collars, and some bowls, food, brushes, blankets, beds.. they're all set to come home today! I hope Daemon and Araxie like them. I'm not sure where they are, though. I haven't seen them around the house all day. I hope they aren't upset about having dogs in the house..
We'll see what happens. Things have been going over so well. My audition's coming up, and I'm confident about it. I know that I have a strong resume and that I can definitely get that part. It's jut up to the director to see how capable I am And things with Michel have been going over.. wonderfully. He's the sweetest guy I've known, I think. I wish there was something I could do for him besides cook dinner on some occasions..
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Post by Dewey on Oct 26, 2008 15:01:32 GMT -5
Mar. 20, 07
The dogs are at home now! They're perfect. Romeo is energetic, yes, but it suits him. He's very curious, but eager to please as well. He's a good listener. So far, he's done everything Michel's asked of him. I knew a labrador would be a good choice. They're very intelligent. Dickens is still adjusting to the move, I think. He's only eight weeks, so I guess that's to be expected. He stays inside his kennel most of the time and watches me move around the room. And he sleeps a lot! I wish I had the time to sleep so much. Auditions are next week! Fortunately, I have a spot in the new numbers we're doing at Utopia. Some have said it's a given I'd get the lead, but I'm always still thrilled and ecstatic when they post the cast list. Daemon and Araxie are gone for the week, I believe. I'm not sure why they left.. and without a goodbye, too. I hope they aren't upset about the dogs. Michel tried to convince me they weren't, though. He said Daemon's wanted a dog, so I guess that's a good thing. I guess we'll deal! The house to ourselves Well, to ourselves and Romeo and Dickens, of course.. I guess haha.
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