We saw Billy Elliot last night with Sofala. And do you know what I think of it? MEH! Don’t bother. Lackluster music, script and energy. Against my better judgement, I stood for the standing ovation, then sat right back down forgetting that the seats close. So I plopped on the ground. Susan had a GREAT laugh out of it. Me too, frankly. But no one else around seemed amused.
Then Fancy Chance, the amazing and sweet burlesque dancer/performance artist joined us for a schmancy girls’ dinner at The Moseley. Mmmm. And lots of people to watch. I didn’t miss my chair once there.