The following is a true story, of sorts. You see, Faun boy and I had been working frantically for weeks. Staying up until 3a.m. Helping the actors get their hair and make-up decided upon. Making sure the gowns were just right... Preparing for a new show at "A Fanciful Twist Theatre."
Faun boy was so excited about our music for the new show (Thanks to the lovely Betty for the amazing music find, and for thinking about Miss Valencia). He wanted to show you earlier, but again, we were making costumes and wigs...
Opening night came. Faun Boy and I were so busy working, we heard the music start...
The actors took their places. Faun boy and I ushered people in, got them striped cones filled with popcorn and sparkly fresh shirly temples (with extra cherries). We ran up and down the aisles like lunatics. Beautiful people seated in their amazing frocks, and hair piled up like cathedrals.
I tried to sneak a peek from backstage, as I bustled around, still it was all like a blurry dream. I am beginning to wonder if it even happened at all...
Oh, look at those lovely gowns! How I wished we weren't so busy, shuffling people around...
Once we had everyone seated and the show began, faun boy and I were in charge of helping the actors. Making sure everything was going smoothly. I could see bits and pieces of the show, but the lights were so bright, and with the movement, everything was distorted...
I could hear the audience, they sounded more than delighted. They clapped, they laughed... They oo-ed... Then I heard the sound of a standing ovation. I ran as fast as I could to the back of the theatre, to get a look. Just as I was trying to focus on the actors...
The curtain dropped. It was over and I missed the entire thing. Faun Boy stood in a corner sulking. Alas, we had to get our energy back, because we had to see all the guests out and lock-up. I moved quickly, trying to get to the actors to congratulate them...
When I finally got backstage, the entire company was gone. Poof, as if they had never been there. I ran outside and caught a glimpse of the last tail light of the caravan, as they pulled away. I was heart-broken.
I sat in the empty theatre and sighed.
The good news was, the theatre company was off to do a wonderful performance. I received a postcard from The Duchess. She assured me that all of us would get a peek into what they were up to, in the future... So I bid them farewell, and hoped to see them soon, anxious for their marvelous tales...
So, with that, I hint that the next blog post (St. Patrick's day) will share some new dolls. Not these dolls (as these really have gone on a voyage), but others I am working on. I will share some photos and then pop them into my shop. Meet me here Monday, green edibles and all! Does green tea count too? Oh yes, I think it does!!
Don't forget to e-mail me if you made the Shamrock brooches. I will link to you in the next blog post. I know some of you have let me know already, so thanks for that!! xxo, V
ps: Don't forget to print out your free St. Patrick's day cards. You can find them in the above link, or on my right hand sidebar!! ;) See you sooooooon!
pps: Also, thank you for the finger well wishes!! I am much better, still healing a tad bit. And, I have to say, your attire for the Tiny Tea Party, well, SWOoooon! I am going to have to re-read many times to make the promised drawing decision!! Exciting!! Will let you know soon!
