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| Who could resist? |
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| the program, criminally absent from the original post |
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| Reserved front row seats! |
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| We VIPs were catered to by the magnifasent artist herself! |
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| Bottle service, baby! |
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| Oh dear. |
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| Opening Act: Metatating. Indeed. |
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| Act Two: forchen cookies. |
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| Audience participation! |
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| Three: Intermishon |
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| Act Four: taP danceing! |
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| a girl's gotta hydrate |
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| Act Five: danceing. And how |
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| Act Six: bye bye ceramoni. In which the audience is required to write down their favorite part of the show. |
Magnifasent.
Please oh please come? Oh how I wish!
ReplyDeleteShe's hilarious! And so, um, outgoing! I love the birthday tulips, Calamaty C herself pouring a glass of wine ("honey, is this going to end well?" "Probably not."), her well-thought-out program, which *includes* food and drink (atta girl), and that expression on her face in the final photo.
Reminds me of putting on shows back in the day myself, but I had three younger slaves, er, sisters to round out the cast. Maybe she needs a baby sister? Or two?
And her spelleing? Priseles.
Ellie
Oh, I got your baby sister. (And a few other likely younger slaves around here as well!)
ReplyDeleteBut, there is something about the solo show that is so awesome and daring and diva-ish. You go C!
And the costume is to die for. Love, love, love that metatating shot ;-)
xoxoxo,
Beth
That is truly magnifasent. Love you all. xo
ReplyDeletePriseles....... Mom
ReplyDeleteHey, I just looked at this to find that the photo of the program didn't make it in! Crap, that would have been way funnier.
ReplyDeleteJacquie