No. I do not have a new boyfriend…I am sticking with the old no matter what. Brett and I had a date night the other evening on which we saw “My Way — A Musical Tribute to Frank Sinatra” presented by the Farmers Alley Theatre (my favorite local venue). The evening was set up cabaret style so we were served dessert and coffee. But it was difficult to not want a martini in memory of Frank. In the end, I opted for a glass of wine because I was so cold in the theater and in desperate need of some warming.
Four talented actors serenaded us through the decades with Frank’s music. Frank Sinatra was a very interesting man/singer/actor/philanthropist. Yes, he was known for his boozing, crooning, womanizing but he also helped raise $1 billion for charities during his lifetime. Obviously he had a generous spirit and major talent.
I absolutely adore the old standards. I listen to them practically every day…not just sung by him but also by modern talent such as Michael Buble and Rod Stewart. When I have a bunch of housework to do, I load up my stereo player with various CDs and crank it. Even at work we will listen to the Michael Buble (or Harry Connick Jr) station on Pandora. I never tire of these classic songs. So attending this event was a must on my to-do list.
I kept my outfit simple for the evening. This theater is small and intimate lending to a more casual environment.
And you know me and accessories; scarf, bracelet, bag. This is my vintage Koret quilted handbag. She comes along to the theater often:
I tried to step out of my comfort zone and used some blues/greens on my lids to compliment the sweater. I hadn’t done that since Belle Fille’s wedding, I believe.
Speaking of Belle Fille, I have one, sometimes two, grey hairs that sprout right off the top of my head–you can see it in this picture. I call it (affectionately) my Belle Fille grey hair. When there are two, the other one gets dubbed “The Kiddo” after my son-in-law. That way I always have them with me.
And here is my date:
We don’t even want to know all the names of his grey hairs…where there is hair.
Notice how we both managed to have wrinkles in our sweaters? Perfect match.
Next month we have another date night planned for the theater. We will be seeing the 25th Anniversary Presentation of “Les Miserables”. I can. not. wait. Ironically, I just saw a preview for the movie version the other day (yes, I cried through the trailer). We can’t decide if we should see the movie first or wait until after seeing the musical again. Thoughts?