Hey folks! I want to be careful about how much I post here so I don't get annoying, but hopefully you're here because you're up for some updates. :) I wanted to share some honest, backstage details about the WONDERFUL show I had the pleasure of participating in this past Monday, Madame Morbid's "Death Becomes Her" which was a rousing success...but there were also some amazing mishaps because, of course, this is still me.
This show was in NYC, which meant I got to stay with my dear friend Ginny Yang. I can't pretend like it doesn't thrill me to be in NYC (one of these days, I'll write out the Apollo story, but there's a lot there and I want to do it justice). It is so active and vibrant outside but, fortunately, Ginny's apartment is remarkably peaceful and quiet.
The only real rub was that, I somehow managed to severely pull my back muscle (right above my left hip) hours before the show was to begin. I tried to pretend I wasn't panicking, but I was frankly asking myself, "okay, how are you going to get onstage in this condition?" Ginny is a trooper and not only went out to get us dinner (so I didn't need to move) but offered her "heating bear" to help out. I was skeptical--isn't ice supposed to be the first line of defense? No matter--the bear felt great. It felt so great, I took him with us in the Uber to the venue, and then asked the venue, Caveat, if I could get access to a microwave. Very, very graciously, they allowed it.
Caveat is GORGEOUS. It's less than a year old, has the feel of an old timey professor's library, but is still fresh and modern-looking. I want to live there (and, if things work out, I'll actually get to perform there semi-frequently). I kept nuking the Heating Bear, but eventually, the smell of the bear (which is filled with beans) made the kitchen smell like it was smoking. No matter because Anne from Caveat eventually came out with a bottle of ibuprofen to really help put a stop to the pain. Between the bear, Ginny, and Anne, I managed to function and even got to walk home after the performance.
The performance itself was SO FUN. Got some millennials to take some photos (though neither myself nor my friends ever managed to stand still long enough to take a photo, so the millennials ended up taking a selfie of THEMSELVES...so handsome though!). Five storytelling women each talking about a deadly woman. I got to talk about Phoolan Devi, and was honored that, at the end of the evening, a lot of people thanked me for introducing them to her because her story was so incredible. Anything I can do to bring credibility to India's bad-ass women makes me feel like I'm owning my purpose. Seriously, please look her up, her life was insane.
I want to thank Anne Szustek Talbot, Danielle Moten, Jennifer Dwork,Rachel Ziemba, Susan B Devine, and of course, Ginny for their support and kind words on Monday. You always give me more confidence and "glow" than I can tell you, and it means the world. Thank you, Caveat. Thank you, Heating Bear. I'll be back to Caveat in 2 weeks (and need to do some serious yoga in the meantime to get nice and strong and injury-free!) and look forward to Risk!. In the meantime, thanks again Madame Morbid for a wonderful show, NYC clearly wants you to do it again!!