Opening Night of The Nutcracker.
A Beloved Ballet Played All Over the World at Christmas Time.
This One in Albuquerque.
How Many Times have You Seen The Nutcracker?
Does it ever get old? No. Never. 🙂
Four Months of Hard Work. Long Hours. All Comes Together Tonight.
Angels and Soldiers and Party Girls and Ribbons.
Eyeliner and Lipstick and Hair Gel.
Fake Curl Toppers. Ballet Buns Held Tight with Pins and Nets.
Pointe Shoes and Nude Leotards and Pink Tights.
Pointe Shoes Painted with Calamine Lotion to get rid of the sheen.
Ballet Slippers Spray Painted Black.
Drums and Dolls and Ribbons.
Acts I and II.
I Cried. As Always. Mr. Doodle Squeezes My Hand.
I Help at the Guild Table Selling the Fabulous Nutcrackers.
Mr. Doodle Takes Tickets at the Door.
At an Historic Theatre. The Kimo.
Where the Light Fixtures are Cow Skulls with Red Blazing Light Eyes.
Tchaikovsky at his Finest.
Lights. Strobes. Fog. Smoke.
Velvet Curtains Cradle the Dancers.