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It's fine, we're fine. I'm in the theatre, poorly-sized booster seat acquired, second wind attained.

May be rapidly falling victim to theatre fatigue. My knee locked up during today's matinee, and I'm not looking forward to the Bad Gatsby tonight. I've been just sort of laying about at my workplace, and for a solid hour I curled up on top of a cushion on the desk like a cat. Still very tired.

#cabaret was bad but at least it had these lovely velvet booster seats and not this hard plastic that's hollow at the base #and ever-so-slightky wider than the actual seat to it becomes a precarious balancing act

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May be rapidly falling victim to theatre fatigue. My knee locked up during today's matinee, and I'm not looking forward to the Bad Gatsby tonight. I've been just sort of laying about at my workplace, and for a solid hour I curled up on top of a cushion on the desk like a cat. Still very tired.

#it's fine tomorrow will be exquisite in every way #today just happened to be two duds in a row with a massive gap in between

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bebe neuwirth on cabaret, television, and the stage

#bebe neuwirth #pretty person is pretty #just let her do things on stage forever

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what passion manages to answer as a text is what if a woman was seen through the lense of monstrous aberration and animalism before she is ever seen as human. failing in her role as wife and mother, fosca is instead thrust into her role as daughter–her deviations to social conformity become apparent. her actions and behaviours are shunned, her infirmities dismissed by the empiricism of the men in her life. and yet her yearning for connection and hope remains increasingly palpable in her desperation for giorgio. here–it is how fosca rises at her most human.

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I have finally locked in my Diva Tony nomination prediction post for the tournament blog. Last eligibility ruling came out today, and it's got some upsetting news for Leading Actress in a Play. Anika Noni Rose is eligible as featured, so it's probably shaping up to be a four-woman race with exclusively white blonde women from Hollywood. And I am not pleased.

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August 29, 1924 It’s funny, most people can be around someone and then gradually begin to love them and never know exactly when it happened; but Ruth knew the very second it happened to her. When Idgie had grinned at her and tried to hand her that jar of honey, all these feelings that she had been trying to hold back came flooding through her, and it was at that second in time that she knew she loved Idgie with all her heart.

FRIED GREEN TOMATOES (1991) dir. Jon Avnet

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We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.

#i have essentially never not had friends #when i was like ten months old my mother plopped me down beside another infant asian adoptee and we were best friends just like that #and making a few new friends in every new situation has always just kind of happened

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Sondheim Birthday Celebration, City Center, 2010

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One more joke hate: You may claim to be a woman but biologically you are a featherless biped and thus a man.

Finally a good argument for why I'm actually a man

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Snowball, sixteen and still just a little baby.

If y’all ever need pictures of animals tucked into bed please do not hesitate to hit my line I have a very small folder specifically for that

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As per usual, I don't do emojis on principle, but know I am slipping a white envelope through your mail slot to request you mock me with praise.

I have loved following you for ages, so this new thing going back and forth about theatre and Bebe and everything else doesn't feel brand new.

It thrills me that you can ramble out paragraphs on the things you are passionate about. I look forward to reading them and what you have to say. Sometimes it makes me stop and consider a thing I hadn't before and I love that. My mutuals tend to either fall into very much younger than me or very much older, so someone closer to my own spot in things is so special.

The diva polls and the accompanying propaganda posts have been an amazing thing to get to follow and a joy to goof around with. I didn't realize I felt so passionately about some of them!

I just adore and respect the hell out of how you keep up putting more content up and how you love interactions as much as I love interacting.

And I love that you never seem confused when my brain stops making words correctly and I fumble them. I can't even describe how big of a deal that is to me to have safe spaces and people where I do not have to apologize for that each and every time it happens.

#reticence is for other people #i have a lot to write and i'm making it a communal problem

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Breaking news: 70% of tumblr users would Fuck That Old Man

#always fucking that old woman

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local woman who claimed she will "cross that bridge when she comes to it" arrives at said bridge

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I don't do emojis on principle. But know that I am sending you a little envelope with a heart sticker.

Just for you, I'll use proper English. *salutes*

I adore how you incorporate your love for Broadway Divas into your art, into the words you put on the page. You seem to know them very well, or as well as one can know another from afar. "Pretentious intellectualism" aside (though I greatly appreciate and find the humor in your self-awareness, as I do with everyone who leans into their pretentiousness and/or asshole behavior), I find you affable and knowledgeable and would gladly chat about the arts over a danish and chai somewhere in the city that radiates mom-n-pop energy.

I think your desire to share what gives your life meaning is admirable. I'm learning quite a bit from the Broadway Divas tournament, even though my eye naturally gravitates to film and television. Every type of performer and writer and director are equally important to maintaining the arts as a viable career path. Even more crucial is the expression of creativity and invitation for others to create alongside the ones who have their foot in the door and are paving the way for others to follow. I'm learning that Broadway isn't just lights and music, and it's just as important as film storytelling. I haven't really been exposed to theatre, and certainly not musical theatre, so your willingness to share and squee about your favorite ladies of the stage is something I appreciate deeply.

I thank you for being supportive and sharing photos of Donna sans makeup when Katie died. It gave me something to smile about, which is really all I could ask of someone so far away and limited to a screen. But here's the thing people are so quick to dismiss: words have power. On screens or face-to-face, words fucking have power. I'm thankful you use that power for good (except to torture us fangirls with Sophie's Choice-level decisions).

That's all I have for now.

#you know what? i will be reblogging these because i'm confident (arrogant) like that

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Round 1 Losers Highlights: Gertrude Lawrence

Okay so I don't know a lot about her but she starred in a number of first runs of Noël Coward's plays, among which Private Lives, in which she played one of the lead characters and sang this song, which has a sort of haunting quality combined with her voice. Go listen to it, come back here, and tell me you weren't at least a little mesmerised.

#i think about gertrude lawrence dropping backstage during king and i and dying shortly thereafter #and getting buried in that iconic dress

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We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.

#usually if i'm crying in a public place it's because i've injured myself in some way and i'm about to have a panic attack #it hasn't happened in over half a decade but one never knows #i'm not a big crier in my actual life but i assume i just...wouldn’t? just not cry? easy to do. #now if i'm at the theatre i don't care i will be weeping no shame

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Oh, I am deeply in love with Jessica Lange.