Offered a slot at a Tattoo convention, I managed to mangle my "Brand New Key" number *and* brought an Ipod suddenly lacking delicious battery juice, therefore getting my first chance at "Improvisational Burlesque".
You can imagine how that went. (hint: F)
For what it's worth, my hair looked fabulous, something between victory rolls and dracula.
Things I will forever remember to bring to ANY performance
- CD + Ipod
- Ipod Charger
- Connective cable to link Ipod and Computer/Speaker
All things considered, it could have been worse. Hanging out with lovely sideshow performers and making plans for the future (despite the failings of my numbers) kept me in good spirits. Great hair, Great makeup, Great company (Mourna Handful) and a mini burlesque debut of our stage kitten on call.
