After my stint with Gallimaufry in the recent production of "Damn Yankees," I can report the following: The foundation of any good musical is underwear. And that goes for the men as well as the women.
We were all pulling on layers of the tightest, most slimming, flattening fabrics under our costumes. I was lucky: I only had to put my costume on once. Some of the star performers were constantly running off stage in a panic to change clothes. It's no wonder some of them decided to use the wings of the stage as their dressing room. I have to say that we probably all saw more of each other than one would expect in a place of business other than a tanning salon.
Looking good is half the battle when you are faced with walking on stage with a bevy of talented performers who have been "trodding the boards" for years. If you look the part, the rest will — or should — follow.