Last night I went to see 42nd Street with a whole bunch of cool people. It’s one of my favourite musicals for two-tapping fabulosity and catchy songs that have nothing to do with anything. The original film of 42nd Street, about a young chorus girl who gets pushed into the limelight when the star of the show breaks her ankle, was made in the 1930’s. In 1980, a group of people decided they wanted to make it into a stage show, but the problem was that the movie didn’t contain enough songs for a full-length musical. Instead of writing whole new songs, they pulled some from Al Dubin and Harry Warren’s (the originals writers) repertoire. The result is a strange mesh of all kinds of songs... it’s like the forerunner to the Abba musical.
But anyway, we enjoyed it. Enjoy the photo bonus!
The gorgeous Anita and I after 42nd Street - I love this dress, something I got in Melbourne. It's so short I can't bend over, but so pretty!
I once broke today's dress when doing my signature dance move at a party a few years back. It only cost me about $10 at an Asian store once, so I didn't mind. It's floaty and pretty, like Hannah's dress. Big love!
xx Grace
P.S. if you're lucky, and you ask nicely, I might show you my signature dance move one day
Better with heels x
ReplyDeleteI remember the move that broke that dress. I also remember fixing it in the bathroom with either a paper clip or the world's tiniest safety pin.
ReplyDeletePS I also remember yoghurt dancing the night away with you and your temporarily mended dress xx