Sunday, October 3, 2010

Not While We're Dancing, Dear

Received a link to the following video from my hubby last night. At first I thought, hmmm, somewhat dated but oddly familiar. He's giving me another hint.

Then the music came in and OMG, it's a musical!

Ok, leather and music, not unheard of - think MJ in Bad - "Your butt is mine, gonna tell you right"..

Then I noticed in the credits (yes, I read the credits) that it was filmed in 1996. That's the year Georges and I met in a bar in Toronto; not unlike this one.

If I had only thought of it at the time, what an idea for a musical:
"Whip-it!" or "Chap Dogs!", or maybe "Mary Poppers!"

Oh well, time's past. Can't kick my legs over my head anymore and don't even ask about my splits.

We'll just have to make due with watching Glee and saving up our money for tickets to Priscilla, Queen of the Dessert.

Not While We're Dancing, Dear

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