Tuesday, July 19, 2011

wicked

on sunday, molly and I decided that it was finally time to spend the big bucks to see the one broadway show we’ve both been dying to see--wicked. and though I’d seen it once already I love the story so much I’d honestly go see it again tomorrow if I could. I spent the better part of the hour between 6 and 7 sprinting around the times square area to locate the tickets and get to gershwin theatre. as I was frantically passing every person I swore to myself I’d never curse those new yorkers who move so quickly without any seeming purpose and swore I’d never again wear my wide legged white pants and wedges-- no, not in this city. we sat in our seats at exactly 6:59. I had goosey bumps (as lowey calls it,) practically the entire time because it was so incredible. especially defying gravity. duh. I had to bit my lips to keep from singing every single word.
walking home we stopped by how to succeed in business to try to see harry (daniel radcliffe) but he didn’t come out and all I did was succeed in ticking off an asian bystander without really trying, when I accidentally stomped on her feet. strike two for the wedges... so we took a cab to madison square park and got burgers and beer at 11 pm. shake shack is the best this late at night-- and we only had to wait 2 minutes in line! and this is how I feel about it all. how appropriate.

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