A rant like this belongs under this:
I'd say I'm sorry about starting a blog with a tirade,but I'm really not.
~Show Remembrances~
Saturday night was a romp through my closets in search of parts of an outfit. I tossed clothes here, piles of skimpy underwear there, some glittery shoes in the corner, and I still couldn't find my pasties. I packed like a mad fiend, running from room to room looking for enough of my gear to fill in two slots (two numbers to perform). It was a race to get the right underwear, but I managed.
Packed to the point of bursting, my suitcase in hand, I bumbled out the door and into Anna Mosity's car. The rain was pouring in waves like the ocean had reared up and decided to wash our car down the highway and out to sea, but we made it to Orlando with 40 minutes to spare. By spare of course I mean that we had next to no time to get ready, do makeup, change, and get show prepped.
We tossed glittery things around, pushed on pantyhose, laced up corsets, fought with feathers and leather and lace, and finally managed to get everything together with enough time to get a drink before we had to go on. To my utter disgust, I asked for a Red Bull and got a cup full of Monster. Yuck. I hadn't asked for Monster when I ordered. I was pretty damn specific. I didn't say "could I have an energy drink" I said "I'd like a Red Bull." When did it become an interchangeable drink? It's like asking for Tequila and getting Vodka because they are both clear. *shudder*.
Another small rant about drinks at bars goes here in this spoiler. Read if you want or skip right through to the rest of the night
Anyway, I drank what I could stomach of the Monster and then headed out to do my number. The crowd was pumped and the show went great. We each did one number (that's right, did you catch that? I packed for two thinking I needed two, but in reality I had gotten my shows mixed up and only needed one. So, all the running, packaging, and foraging was a mute point).
After, we all go-go danced for the rest of the night non-stop. My body poured sweat; my stomach was coated and glistening with it. My flesh was wet and alive as I wriggled and twirled. It was a good night. It was a good crowd.
When the club closed and we got off work, we all headed to Pom Pom's, a little sandwich shop in Orlando. They make the best sandwiches ever. This is not an exaggeration. I am addicted to this little number called the 'Thanksgiving Day Sandwich". It has turkey, stuffing, cranberries, corn, and mashed potatoes on it, and it comes with gravy for dipping. Yum. Well, I ordered my tasty sandwich and decided to have a glass of iced tea rather than a bottle of water (my normal drink of choice).
I ordered plain iced tea (not sweetened). I drank about half of the glass before the allergic reaction started. I don't know what was in that tea, what kind of tea it was made from, but I was not feeling well at all. The stuff did taste way over-brewed but I'm not sure if that was the culprit or not. I felt like I was going to die! My heart was racing, I was nauseous, my lips were numb, I was having trouble getting a deep breath..... it was like a bad dream come to life. My friends and fellow performers were worried for me, and I felt bad because I cut their sandwich enjoyment short. They packed up everything to go for me and we left. I sad very still, focused on not vomiting, and forced myself to breath.
It took about an hour for it to go away. Well, most of it anyway. I was itchy, swollen, and miserable all the next day. So, Sunday, I did nothing at all. I was supposed to go to a friends graduation party but decided against dragging myself out feeling like I'd been hit by a mac truck!
Moral of this story: no more tea from there for me.
Though, like I said before, the show this past Saturday was fun. The Les Vixens are an awesome group of ladies and their shows are awesome. You can see them at club Revolution in Orlando every Saturday night, and on occasion you might see me there too, and I promise not to drink the tea.
~Upcoming Shows~
This Thursday in Clearwater FL at Tru Lounge. This is a free show. No cover at the door. First show is at 10 and second around 11:30. No excuses for not coming. It's a free show and there will be so much talent in one place you are bound to have a great time.
August 6 in Melbourne FL with the VaudeVillains Burlesque at Cold Keg Nightclub. It's a preview of our new upcoming show called 'Smoke and Mirrors'.
Stay tuned tomorrow for another photo blog.
Take Care out There!
Allergic to that tea! Whoa!
You take care ok!
*snuggles*
this is probably why i don't use all those funny websites anymore. just more ways to get junk you don't want.