::is still singing::

Just got back from the West Side Story sing along. Augh, I keep forgetting how much I absolutely adore that musical. ::sniffs::

For the costume, I eventually decided on Angua, as it was ready-made and looked nifty, but this was probably a mistake. When the affair turned out to be a costume contest, Marcelina and I felt a bit silly, as she was wearing her blue fairy outfit, claiming to be an alternate universe Tinkerbell. At least 5 different women stopped her to admire her wings and her outfit, while all I got was a bunch of scary old men leering at my breastplate. Wah. But in the end, justice triumphed, as Marcelina won the contest. There were ten entries total, and though two of the costumers had fabulous outfits, Marcelina received by far the most cheering. She went home with the newly-released West Side Story DVD. Go her!

Anyway, taking a nod from audience-participatory shows like Rocky Horror, at this showing, we were given goody bags filled with WSS-related trinkets and a guide sheet that told when each piece should be used. The clickers, meant to immitate the gang snaps, became an audience favourite. In every tense moment, the audience erupted in clicks. It was a fairly cool effect. We also had blow-up "Krup You" newspapers that Marcelina and I refused to comment on. We all bopped each other over the head whenever a Jet was thwapped with a newspaper in "Dear Officer Krupke". We waved little plastic flags in "America". We blew wedding bubbles in "One Hand, One Heart". We had West Side Story Kleenex for the several tearjerker moments in the show. And of course, we sang along! The woman next to me was rather impressed with me and Marcelina. Har.

So that's today's story.