I missed my calling in life. I totally should have been a burlesque dancer. So as devastated as I am about this, I'll continue to be one in my dreams and in the privacy of my own home. That being said, if I could create a dream world this would be it. Profanity, pretty people practically naked, sparkly costumes and heels, humor that makes you blush, champagne, dancing, acrobatics, great music, and one adorable secret VIP door that is a London phone booth! Like I sad before, what life should be like 90% of the time. I haven't laughed that hard in ages...probably months. My abs were hurting. I couldn't breathe. Tears were streaming down my face. It was magnificent. Another confession...when I'm at a show and they are picking audience members out...I have to be chosen. I have to be involved. Maybe it is because I'm an only child but thank heavens we were in the VIP table area right by the stage because I need interaction. It's OK, you can judge me. I judge myself sometimes. Word to the wise, some of the interaction can be mortifying so if you blush easily, stay away from the first couple of rows. But if you are a complete attention hog, you're going to want (read: must) sit in the front. Also, if you are easily offended, might not want to come here. They definitely push the envelope. I wasn't necessarily offended but certainly grossed out...mostly when Penny took the stage. Puppet sex? No, thanks. Not quite my cup of tea. (But I respect their artistic right to do so.) I never want to see a show or movie twice (What's the point?) but this one...well, this was so good that I could watch it again...and probably will.
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