In last weeks tilt I mentioned I was looking forward to taking my Mother out for a surprise birthday treat. On Friday we went out for a delicious dinner followed by ‘Top Hat’ the musical.
It starred Tom Chambers in the Fred Astaire role as Jerry Travers, the famous American tap dancer who arrives in London to appear in his first West End show, and Summer Strallen as Dale Tremont the role previously embodied by Ginger Rogers’. It was wonderful, the acting from the whole cast was superb my only teensy issue was that personally I struggled to buy into their chemistry they felt a bit more like siblings than lovers but hey I’m just one person. Other than that it had beautiful choreography, sublime Irving Berlin orchestration and gorgeous 1930’s outfits- a real joy
Most importantly my mum had a wonderful time. An evening filled with show-tunes, good food and good company = happy mother-lady
Another thing high on my love list this week is a cinema trip with one of my dearest friends. Last night we went to see Jane Eyre at a gorgeous privately owned independent cinema called The Savoy in Heaton Moor. The film was good but the best bit was hanging out with my friend.
Warning the following contains schmaltzy sentiment, so you might want to skip this paragraph reader.
We’ve not had much chance to hang out lately and I’ve really missed her. Yen is fantastic -she’s bright, thoughtful, and if I were writing a personal ad for her this is where I’d add gsoh. We can talk about everything and anything and talking to her genuinely does make my day. I come into contact with lots of lovely people in my day to day life but sometimes you just long to sit down with your kindred spirits. The people who get you and don’t think you’re abnormal or if they do they accept it rather than tolerate it. I’d been feeling this undercurrent niggle a lot the last couple of weeks since a friend said something well-meaning that sent me off into a bit of an oversensitive self-critical thought process. I find it difficult to explain because it’s not like missing home or something that can be quantified, it’s like missing a part of your life. Seeing Yen was the perfect tonic, just what I needed. I have some amazing friends.
Also this quote:
I remember when I was doing rent and I was too thin, and I was doing that on purpose because I’m dying, I’m a HIV+ drug addict. I remember having to eat raw food and doing all this work to make sure I could stay thin… And I remember everyone asking me when I was doing press for the movie, “what did you do to get so thin? You looked great!” and I’m like, “I looked emaciated.”
It’s a form of violence in the way that we look at women and how we expect them to look and be, for… what’s sake? Not health, not survival, not enjoyment of life, but just so that you can look ‘pretty’.
I’m constantly telling girls all the time, “everything’s airbrushed, everything’s retouched, to the point of just that it’s never even asked, and none of us look like that.”- Rosario Dawson
I want to stand and applaud her
What about you reader? What’s making your week sparkle?
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