A million years ago…ok, maybe not a million…but at least twenty or so…I was a Mae West impersonator. I know, it is true! I delivered singing telegrams as Mae West. Lately, I have been thinking about “her/me” and what she actually taught me about being sexy.
I believe it is time to pass this information on to you, my beloved readers/followers. And you probably have some fabulous advice to add as well.
I was the same size then as I am now….so by no means was I any kind of thinner version of me. Younger, yes…. but people still ask me if I am in my thirties…which is very funny as I am 52 years old!! So that being said…I was the same size then as now.
There was something magical that happened when I donned that costume. It would begin to happen as I would put the blond wig on, the beauty mark, the red sequined dress, black lace gloves, red high heels, black feather boa and the amazing huge black hat. Oh and the red lipstick!! (I can only imagine if there had been Hips and Curves back then…I would have DEFINITELY been the naughty Mae West, bustier and thigh high stockings…I can see it now.)
There was a sexiness that would ooze just getting ready. And then running the lines added the extra zing that would put the whole thing in motion. That Mae is a sexy girl.
I would write special lyrics for the song, “Hit Me With A Hot Note”, that would be tailored for the individual that Mae was hired to “find” at the party. Do you know the song? “Hit me with a hot note and watch me bounce…” wonderful song. Sometimes I would have to stop at the gas station and pump gas on the way to the gig, or grab a bottle of water at a convenience store…in full costume. And it was on those occasions that I actually SAW what this costume did…for men!
I would expect that at a party, people would be terribly fascinated as to what was going on…but it was a party for heaven’s sake…sort of expected. I would enter the party and mingle. Not ask for the man of honor right away…but mingle as Mae East, “I used to be Mae West…but I drifted…oh”. And the reaction from men, and women I might add, was amazing. Stutter, smile, ask questions of Mae, follow me around the party, at times visibly shaken. And I slowly began to figure it out.
I WAS Mae. I WAS elusive. I WAS sexy. Ummmm…sex. And without any fear. Without any reservation. Without any hesitation. Mae took over. She was suggestive, brave, commanding and downright lovable. And just a little dirty.
People loved it. Men loved it. I loved it.
And that is when I figured it out.
Confidence. That is what it took. And that is what would take over. In the gas station, convenience store, retirement party, bachelor party, birthday party. Everywhere.
Get it? Right. That is what it takes. KNOWING that you possess all of these qualities, large or small…and everywhere in between.
So I am encouraging all of us to channel that inner Mae. If I ever feel any part of “less than”, I simply remember Mae (who was really ME) and express myself accordingly.
With a feather in hand, swirling it around the man’s head while saying, “I came here to tickle your fancy, mind showing me where your fancy is located?”
Mmmmhmmmm…you get the idea. Ah, sweet Mae. Thank you for allowing me to remember who I really am.
Remember who you really are. Who you have always been. Dress it up. Sex it up. You will see. Sometimes I still just put a little beauty mark on and see what comes.
I wonder if there is still a need for a 52 year-old Mae impersonator. Because after all, I AM in Vegas now baby!!
xoxo With love from a big girl. Wendy
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