makeup?

...and then it was Wednesday.

Last week, immediately after getting back from Waking Persephone (which I still have not fully processed yet), I spent two joyful days fretting about my taxes getting done on time.
And then three more days fretfully preparing for both Raqs Bohéme on Friday night, and Warrior Weekend all day Saturday (at which I was both teaching and performing). Somehow I got through both, and managed to completely forget to take any pictures (though I did record a video of me putting on my stage makeup Saturday, which I'm in the process of editing).
Mugur Photography took this picture though:

Really good example of lighting washing out makeup right there.

And I thought I was going to have Sunday off, to relax and recharge and play video games, but Friday I'd gotten word that the new gallery wanted me to hang work today, Wednesday, so I've spent the last 3 days working furiously on that.
In theory I should now have a few calm days - to reflect, relax, and maybe start working on one of those new costume ideas I had. But given recent trends, something's bound to rise up and smoosh that thought as well.

Cheers!

.singing.goats.

Because every once in a great while, you realize how very important it is that you have a singing goat hand puppet...

Now he just needs a name.

Tomorrow!!!

Tomorrow is Raqs Bohéme!
At the Czar Bar, in Downtown Kansas City.  Doors open at 6 (5$ cover), dancing starts 'round 6:30 barring any technical difficulties, and the show goes on until 9pm.

Added to all that, we have a special guest dancer from out of town - Brittney Laleh Banai!

You do not want to miss this show.

.Water Dancer.

Available on Society6!

.Queen of Hearts.

Available on Society6!

.home.again.

I want to do a proper "what happened" post, but it's going to require pictures, and I didn't really take many. At all. Fortunately Carrie Meyer was there, working her butt off documenting everything; so hopefully with her permission I'll reference a few of her snaps later (and then you can thank her by buying copies from her website!) with better narration and stories and squirrels.
But I did take a few photos, and I might as well share them...

 

It was really really dark when my plane took off. really dark.

sssssooooooooooooooooo DARK. You don't know.

It was dark.

 

 The beautiful view flying out of Chicago.

 Me harassing Nathaniel Johnstone.

 The creepy creepy "Dive Bar" we walked past while foraging in the city for noms. Creepy. Beyond creepy.

 

DO YOU SEE HOW CREEPY!

I should have gone in. I wanted to, in that masochistic seriously curious kind of way.

I also sort of wanted to run screaming.

Sort of.

Not really.

 

And mz. Ami Amore, spazzing with me and the camera.