Curvy Girl Auditions 7 [new] ✮

I had done this six times before.

I didn’t do what I used to do. I didn’t try to make myself smaller. I didn’t suck in my stomach or hold my arms tight to hide the softness underneath. I breathed out, let my shoulders drop, and began . curvy girl auditions 7

Now, seven.

The audition room was vast and hollow, a dance studio with mirrors that seemed to multiply every inch of me. The panel sat at a long table: three women, two men. One of them, a man in a black turtleneck, looked down at my form, then up at me, then down again. I knew that look. It was the arithmetic of possibility versus expectation. I had done this six times before