Fortunately I am a stranger to hair-straighteners, hairdryers, curling tongs and styling products so 'doing my hair' consists of sticking a clip in it. Although I admit to an indulgence of crimping in my dark past. I know I own a hairbrush. Its probably in the same cupboard as the iron.
The taxis are slow at this time of year of course, but the delay allowed me to finish getting dressed then do my eye paint. Quite frankly, contact lenses were beyond me tonight, but who says cats can't wear specs.
Anyway, It was fab to be back at the Big Red Door for Kinky XXXMas Cabaret. My dazed and confused state wasn't really noticed as anything different from normal. I became one of her ladyship's three household cats, via a panda, not sure what happened there, in rubber corset, velvet ears and fishnet tutu, then promptly forgot to stay in character when so many folk came up to talk to me, oops. And the best bit? I don't think anyone knew I was very ill, because I was a blue cat, not an invalid. Attendance was low, but the atmosphere was fantastic nevertheless, and those who came along were a great crowd of talented people. It was good to see them all again as I know most from elsewhere around the city over past years.
I read my dodgy wee christmas story and it seemed to go down well. The Spanish girl said she didn't know all the words but I said that was probably just as well. Ooh andI finally had photos taken of me! The Arctic Zombie Xmas Elves have been exposed to the world. I might try to sell it to a zombie athology next and completely ruin my literary reputation in advance.
So, event review contd: plenty of good schmoozing time during the dance breaks, each of which proved so popular they were soon done between acts instead of as intervals, and quite frankly with that dancing it was an act in itself. We had top juggling totty, trapeze totty, stilting totty, pole-dancing totty, hula hooping totty, musical totty, serving wench totty and door totty. Basically everyone looked damn fine and was more than reasonably bendy. It was a completely immersive night - those have returned! - and this particular group of gorgeous guests had brought their own toys to play with too. Oh my! I can safely say I never knew what was going to happen next.
Starting immediately after the new year: weekday classes at the BRD for yoga, stretching, meditation, juggling, poi, circus, aerial, belly dance, Bartitsu, clowning, drumming, life drawing, magic and stilting. Please come along!