|I'm a hopeless Kate-addict, so please
don't mind my ramblings about the most beautiful woman alive... :) I wanted
to keep this short but it turned out rather long in the end...
I ran late when driving to the theatre
because first I couldn't find a taxi (and that in NYC!) and then there
was heavy traffic, but I managed to get to the theater on time. (Latecomers
would not be seated.) The tickets a friend of mine had won on Twitter were
ready for me at the box office. I was in the fifth row, center, with a
very good view.
As Kate emerged in her black, short dress
and walked across the stage to her chair I immediately thought: 'Wow, she
looks just as great as in her pictures!' But when she moved during the
play, changing her expressions and engaging with all her heart she was
even more beautiful then I had imagined.
When she read/played her parts she always
put on a pair of thick rimmed, brown plastic reading glasses, but always
looked over the top of them so you could see her eyes. I was barely watching
the other actresses when they were talking (except Kristine Nielsen, she
was just too hilarious) but instead focused Kate's changing reactions to
the stories the others told. I saw the many characters she played on her
face during the play - so many emotions. And every time she smiled and
tilted her head ever so slightly it was like the sun had emerged for me
in the dark theatre. I know many people adore her smile, but seeing it
live was even better than on film.
Kate had many, really funny parts. She
does have a thing for comedy and a really good sense of timing. She also
had many parts about breasts and wasn't afraid to demonstrate what she
was talking about! It was so funny! A phone went off during one of the
monologues but she kept on speaking as though nothing happened. I think
there were some fellow Kate fans in the audience. On the right side of
the theater there were some women who often laughed loudly when she spoke,
and so did one guy in the back. She got many laughs the whole time! The
play was so much fun that time flew by and it was over too soon. The actresses
got standing ovations in the end.
Then I walked out to wait for Kate at the
She came out second, after Kristine Nielson.
She wore a white blouse and black cloth trousers. I was a little disappointed
to see her hair pulled back into a ponytail after she looked so radiant
with long, flowing hair on the stage. She looked around and pointed at
a man standing near a car and said: 'Ah, there he is.' Then she went down
the few stairs to greet her waiting fans. There were about 10 people who
got her autograph and photo in the end.
Janina with Kate - Thursday, Aug. 26, 2010
First she signed the Playbill of the two
women who stood to my right, and then it was my turn. I had so much to
say, but then she looked at me, smiled and said: 'Hey, how are you tonight?'
I only managed to say: 'Great! Would you sign this for me?' and handed
her the Playbill and a pen. As she gave them back I told her: 'Actually
I have something for you.' 'You do?' she asked in her deep and beautiful
voice. I searched my bag and handed her an envelope. 'I was told to give
this to you by a friend of mine from Italy.' Kate took the envelope and
looked at the words written on it. It just said: To Kate. 'She met you
at a convention in Italy earlier this year.' Kate looked up and smiled
at me: 'Really? So sweet.' That was the point where I was melting looking
at her. I barely managed to say: 'Yeah, I believe you ate at the same table
one night.' 'What's her name?' - 'Agata.' Kate seemed to think back
for a little while, but then smiled at me again. 'And this is from me.'
I said and handed her a little box. 'Oh, thank you, thank you darling.'
she replied and put the envelope and box in her handbag. 'Could I have
a photo?' I asked... rather shyly. 'Oh, sure,' Kate replied. I turned towards
my boyfriend who had the camera waiting and she put her arm around me for
the photo. I think you can see all my emotions in that moment in the picture.
I was extremely happy. I thanked Kate and she went on to the next waiting
She went rather quickly through all of
them and then sat in the waiting car, talking to the guy she had earlier
pointed at. She sat there for a while, probably waiting for Allison Mack,
who was still signing autographs. I heard her saying that it was her (Allison’s)
last performance and maybe she and Kate went out to celebrate. I will never
know. :) But I got Allison's autograph too - her performance was great
and she seemed like a really nice person, taking her time for all the fans.
After a few more minutes of looking at Kate sitting in the car I went off
and got a taxi back to the hotel, looking forward to Saturday.
The play on Saturday was even better than
on Thursday. The contents were the same, but the whole feeling inside the
theatre was absolutely fantastic. You could really see how important a
good audience is for such an intimate setting like in the Westside Theatre
Downstairs which only seats about hundred people. The purse scene done
by Kristine Nielsen was especially awesome. The audience went wild with
laughter. I was seeing it for the second time, but I laughed so hard I
had tears in my eyes. Kate had to hold on to her chair because she too
was laughing so much and with all her heart, as were all the other cast
members. You could really see she was enjoying being on stage. I held eye
contact with her for a few seconds several times during the play (my seat
was on the left, much closer to the stage this time) and I was literally
melting in my seat. Perhaps she wondered why I kept staring only at her
the whole time... ;) The actresses earned standing ovations and then it
was time to wait in front of the theatre again.
time Kate emerged last from the stage door, carrying some flowers. She
started talking with a group of women. I got Kristine's autograph; I also
got Ashley Austin Morris' autograph – she had replaced Allison Mack in
the cast. She had the same script but gave a really different performance
and I thought she was very good. Then I wanted to get Kate's autograph
again because she was walking into my direction. She grabbed the Playbill
as she walked by and signed it without exchanging a word with me and went
on. I was a little sad about that, seeing her walk off like that. I had
many things to say... how much I adore her, that she's my idol... that
I had come from Switzerland to NYC just to see her... and so much more...
all the fangirlish stuff I had in my mind.
In the end, all I can say about Kate is
that she really is the amazing, beautiful and talented woman I imagined
her to be. I just wish I had some more time to tell her so. But who knows,
maybe she'll read my ramblings... ;)
In the end, all I can say about Love, Loss
and What I Wore is that every woman on the planet should go and see that
play! Even without Kate it's still more than worth the journey to NYC to