As is my ritual every Tuesday night, tonight I sat down with
a glass of wine to enjoy my favorite television show right now: Smash. For
those of you who have never seen nor heard of the show, all you need to know is
this: the show centers around the process of making a Broadway show—from the
writing, to the directing, to the rehearsal and so on, until the opening of the
show on Broadway. It focuses on two girls, fighting for the lead role, in this
case, the role of Marilyn Monroe. While I love the show for theatre aspects and
the snazzy musical numbers, I can’t help but feel a little saddened every time
I watch the show. The girls on my TV screen are those who I strive to be, not
only because I envy their talent but also because they are both so beautiful. But week after week as I watch Karen and Ivy
fight to be strong woman in the theatre world, I look at myself and can’t help
but compare. If two women like this can’t make it (and I’m certain that the
show is strongly dramatized and over exaggerated) can I, as a bigger girl
succeed in my dream?
I recently read a pretty powerful article featured on the
guardian’s website about the role of bigger women onstage. While this was no more than a critic piece, what the author said was inspiring.
It spoke to me as a girl who feels hopeful and lost in the world of size 2,
blonde actresses. Throughout my college career alone I have been pegged as many
things due to my weight: the funny friend, the caring mother, and the bitchy Alpo-eating
girlfriend. I see actresses like Melissa McCarthy shine in the comedic roles
she is given, always the same. But very little are women like McCarthy
recognized because of their true acting talent. Especially in an age
demographic of younger people, being overweight is not seen as a positive
trait, and if you are lucky enough to make it onstage or in movies, those
people fight constantly to break out of it.