Tuesday, March 27, 2012

My Best Things in Life . . .

Aren't "things." To quote an over-used cliche.
Although, I would count shoes as one of the best things.
And chocolate cake.

Monday, March 5, 2012

Big Hair and Valentine's Day

As those who know me know, I am against Valentine's Day.

Quite frankly, I think it's the stupidest holiday ever created.

I don't really understand why it's even a holiday.

However . . .

This year, since it's no longer just the 2 of us and nights out are few and far between, I decided to suck it up and embrace all the nauseated-ness that comes with Valentine's Day (gag me now).

Which means I gave Mike this: And in return, he took me to see this:
Boo-yeah! It was RAD! (To quote some venacular from the '80's.)

Now, being only 21 years old, I, of course, was not alive when the songs in this show first came into circulation. But Mike was. And I thought he'd be excited to see a musical with songs from Poison, Guns N' Roses, and White Snake. He was slightly put off by the Starship and REO Speedwagon numbers. I think he groaned loudest when they started the opening bars of "We Built This City." (Can you blame him?)

So, we're sitting there, having a grand time (I'm singing at the top of my lungs and head-banging with the rest of the audience (Mike just sat there)), when . . .

Let's just say we could smell him before we saw him.

I don't know if he was trying to combat the greasy, dirty, smelly image that the rock stars of the '80's tended to put off, but the actor who played Stacey Jaxx came strolling right by us - and he was wearing so much cologne, we could still smell it by the time the show was over and it lingered until we left. Bleech! And we both agreed that the girl who played Sherrie wasn't that great.

But all in all, it was so much fun (definitely NOT a show for kids - there's some swearing and Sherrie becomes a stripper (I think Mike enjoyed that part the most))! The show definitely has some flaws (the book isn't all that coherent and it makes fun of itself as a Broadway show way too often), but if you were a child of the '80's (again, I'm too young), it's a riot!

I was most disappointed in the audience: I didn't see a single leopard skin tube-top or a head of big, crimped hair in the whole crowd.