#literal potato sacks

I was performing in a girl’s vocal ensemble for a Christmas thing about two years ago– it was a special where a bunch of girls tried out and we had some pretty damn serious rehearsals for a month before hand, and most of them had to learn how to sing chorally for the first time, which is no mean feat. When we got onstage, the male announcer just introduced us as “lovely” and “beautiful” and I just can’t help but ponder how ingrained it is that our value as performers is based off of our looks. We weren’t there to be pretty, we were there to sing…