Fifteen minutes of fame was just an expression until today. Today was literally fifteen minutes and just like that it was over. Before today, I read countless articles about what to expect walking into a Bachelor audition. They were all relatively the same, but experiencing it and reading it are way different. Let me tell you exactly how it went...
The audition was just outside of Baltimore from 5-9pm at the Live! Casino. I arrived about 30 minutes early because every article I read said that the lines of girls auditioning went out the door. Well maybe that is for larger cities like New York, but for Hanover, Maryland, I was number 5 in line and was in and out by 5:15pm. I grabbed a seat at the bar and ordered a vodka seltzer. As my mom says, "I'll fit right in on the show". I was sipping on my drink to kill some time and calm the nerves, when another girl sat down next to me. I decided to start some conversation because I thought I'd be here for at least a few hours (wrong). I honestly never even asked her name... but she was also auditioning for the show, this being her THIRD audition for a reality tv show. Kudos to you nameless contestant, but when she said she never watched the Bachelor I got a little defensive. This show is sacred to me. I love love and auditioning for this show was on my bucket list and this girl kinda put a damper on it. But anyways... soon after a producer came up and gathered all of the girls at the bar to get ready to begin. We were cattle-herded into a line to have our photo taken. We had to write our name, age, and phone number on a white board and hold it up for the camera. Then two more shots were taken without our info, one waist up and one full-body. After this, we were herded into another room that was set up like cocktail-style with seating and different lounge areas. We were instructed to fill out a six page application, which I had already done at home, so I skipped this part and handed my application and signed waiver off to a girl named Mallory (hey!). After this they seated me in a booth, gave me my first (hopefully of many) Bachelor roses, and told me to wait for other interviewees. It only took about 5 minutes to have 6-8 girls in our booth and we were again whisked off to the interview room.
This was the moment I had mentally prepared for on my two hour ride. The moment I had practiced phrases and sentences to say. And the moment lasted approximately 7 minutes. The interview "rooms" were curtained off areas, all attached to one another. I was first up this time and entered my curtain where I was greeted by another producer who had me sign some more papers and put a mic on me. As I sat in the chair in front of paparazzi lights and staring into a camcorder I was oddly calm. Again I wrote my name, age, and phone number on a white board and the interview began. I had to give her my basic info: name, age, occupation (shoutout to Uber!), do I personally know anyone that's been on the bachelor, was I married, any kids. After these basic questions, her first real question was about my hobbies. This whole thing was a tad awkward because as I am sitting here talking about how much I like to snowboard and do fun things with my dog, she is sitting there reading the exact same thing on the application in her hand. It's like when you're applying for a job and they ask you to list your work experience when you already gave them a resume. The she asked the most important question of the whole reason for the franchise: What's your dating history? Keep it brief. It's like she knew I could name off at least 13 names of boys who have wronged me in the past and why each of them led to me sitting in this chair staring into a blinding light asking some stranger to let me find love on tv. But I had to keep it brief and let me tell you how hard that was. I rehearsed in my head for days now exactly how my dating experience should be told, but of course, that's not how it came out. I started by telling her about the last person I actually dated, like in a relationship with... FIVE YEARS AGO. I'm 25, so that makes me seem like I'm probably not looking for love on tv, but I absolutely am. I told her why I ended things with him and how my first ever love kind of ruined love for me and so here I am. After about 7 minutes, it was all over. She took my mic off of me, and told me I was all finished. I asked her what to expect the next steps to be and she said they mail the tapes off to the producers and directors in LA and, if selected, I will get a phone call mid to late July and the next steps begin in August with filming starting in September.
While I know my chances are super slim of actually getting selected out of the thousands of applications they must receive, it was still really fun to do it. If I do get selected, my roommates already have planned out my hometown date (assuming I make it that far even), complete with them in ball gowns, drinking wine, acting British for some reason, and even hiring makeup and hair stylists. Good luck guys, you will have to fight off my mom for hometown rights. But before we get ahead of ourselves, lets just wait and see if the odds are in my favor and if God is on my side. Keep in contact and keep checking in and lets just hope for the best on this journey.
Author - mallory
I've always lived a wild life, so here I am to document it for the world... be ready for some fun adventures, xoxo.