What's it about?
A journey in the life of a New York City interracial couple and how a washer/dryer can mean everything.
What'd I experience?
I had no expectations for this play. I mean, the playbill cover looked interesting and so did the synopsis but, it didn’t lead me to think about anything. I love having no expectations because it leaves no room for disappointment.
When I walked into the theatre I heard Lady Gaga's "Born This Way” playing. Now, anybody who knows me knows that I love Gaga. I honestly feel like they knew exactly what time I was going to walk in. It was like they waited till I reached the front door and said *cue the music.* If only I was that special. After the Gaga song they played Jessie J and Bruno Mars. I love up beat pop music; it gets me excited for some reason. The music got me in the zone to watch whatever kind of play. It could’ve been a play about “Barney and Friends” and I probably would’ve enjoyed it.
Sonya who just got married to Michael, in Vegas, lives in a studio apartment in Manhattan. She didn’t tell anybody in her building that she was recently married. I wondered... maybe she’s apprehensive to tell people because she doesn’t want to be judged, since she is Indian and her husband is Asian. So many people believe that one should stay in your race when it comes to relationships. I personally feel like that’s completely ludicrous.
Anyway, my guess was wrong - Sonya didn’t want anybody in her building to know because she couldn’t. It was, literally, against the rules. It was written in her contract that her studio could be occupied by one person only. That seemed very messy to me. Like, what do you mean I can’t live with someone else? It’s my apartment, why am I living under such strict rules? See, that’s enough to make me go crazy. She literally couldn’t move anybody in.
The only way that someone was able to sleep over Sonya’s studio was if they were a guest. So her husband would always say he was a guest. Mannnn, I would do the same thing I’d be bringing people in like: he’s just a guest, she’s just guest, this entire group they’re all just GUEST. I mean... I would still be following the rules, right?
All this guest talk eventually got Michael annoyed and he wanted Sonya to move out and find an apartment with him in Bushwick. Sonya wasn’t having it, she absolutely didn’t want to move from her Manhattan studio apartment especially since it had a washer and dryer. Her washer and dryer meant everything to her. She emphasized how hard it was for her to get this apartment and how hard it is to find a Manhattan apartment with a washer and dryer in it. Relocating wasn't in her plan.
I live in a house with a washer and dryer so I could only imagine how stressful it was for her to deal with Michael. Living without the luxury of cleaning your clothes in your own home is unthinkable. It really is a reason to get into an argument with your spouse. The audience was laughing when she was so passionate about her washer and dryer but I was not. I was on the same page as Sonya! Like… you better fight for your right to keep your place Sonya! HOLD YOUR GROUND! I was there cheering her on!
Sonya didn’t move out but she did get the rules changed with the help of Michael and they lived together in her apartment. They delivered such a big message throughout the play in such a small way. It was all about how you can rewrite your own rules. I realized that, I am the writer of my own book. I am the singer of my own song. I am the painter, and can paint whatever I want on my canvas. Okay, that might be a little deep and serious…
…but that is what I left with, the power of realizing my own power.