Sunset Blvd, The Rainbow Room, Rock-n-roll burlesque Hells Belles style, a tight corset, four inch heels and ME. Sooooounnnds like a fantastically fun combo and it WAS! Until I took a tumble that in all honesty, had I seen it, I would have BUST out laughing.
Picture it: it's a semi dark room, dim lights, a corded mic and a man who I will refer to as "Midwest Mom Dancer (MMD)" dancing at the base of the steep stairs that are obviously the originals. If you've ever been to The Rainbow Room, it has an odd shape to it. Nustled in a random building on Sunset, it clearly was built to fit the space and nothing more. So there are a lot of stairs, nooks and crannies, etc etc. SO, MMD is having the time of his lift dancing ALL night long. No literally. ALL. NIGHT. LONG. Just swaying back and forth and seriously if you can imagine your mom dancing at club she's much to old for, that was him. As I'm walking down the death- defying-if-you're-wearing-four-inch-heels stairs, I was trying to avoid MMD's swaying body and hair. *Side note: I talked to MMD at the end of the night, and he was a very sweet, gentle man who has probably been going there since the place opened, and has probably partied with every rock legend there is* OK. In lieu of asking MMD to move, (I mean, who wants to interrupt someone's GROOVE THANG?!) I was trying to shimmy around him. One misstep...oh oh oh OH!! just one misstep and I felt my ankles twisting in their sockets and cursing me for wearing these fabulous heels. First one foot loses it's battle, and then the other not so demurely WHIPS itself out from under me and I did what I now believe was a perfect triple sow cow. As I was headed knee first into the hardwood floors, my face slamming into MMD's hand on the way down. I basically got slapped in the face as I was falling. Let's be honest...it was HI-LARIOUS. I just started laughing while lying on the floor and MMD ever so sweetly gave me the hand that slapped my face to help me to my feet. And I took a short bow to everyone asking if I was ok. Oh, how graceful I am in heels sometimes. Seriously, I can teach you to be just as sleek and sexy.
More importantly, THE SHOW!
It was a very fun night and we had quite the unexpected number of guests. We started with three and I believe got up to 40 or so which was really fun. As with any good burlesque show, I riddled my sets with sexy humor and jokes about names for our *special* parts. Hence, C+ and C- were born. Yes, it's what you're thinking. One is a little bit bigger than the other, you know how it goes! One pierced, tattoo'd hottie told me his nickname was 'The Wizard' to which I replied something to the effect of 'Pull back the curtain and show me your magic.' HA.. FUN. TIMES. I forgot how fun it is to host!! Interacting with people while they are inebriated is SUCH FUN!!!!!!!!!! And my friends, The Hells Belles are AMAZING. They are SO beautiful, SOO talented and are just a stunning group of performers. Needless to say, I feel very lucky and grateful that they asked lil' ol' me to host for them. It warms the cockals of my heart. Check them out:
http://hellsbellesburlesque.com/home.html
2am = bedtime, take off the fishnets and eyelashes and release 'C+ and C-' from their corseted death grip.
7am = wake, shower and put on my cute corporate dress and adorable heels. (yes, heels again, I'm obviously a masochist).
Welcome back to the day job. Drinking Kombucha and even though I shouldn't be doing this, partaking in a delicacy you may have heard of... a lemon filled powdered doughnut. MMM. Every Friday someone usually brings in a breakfast treat AND we have happy hour at 5pm. Did I mention I love my full time day job?!?! I do. I feel very fortunate to have been blessed with work, great employers, learning a NEW side of the business ANNNND insurance benefits. Dental, ohhhh how I've missed you. I just had a lengthy convo with a new coworker about our secret lives. Apparently SHE has one as well! She's a dancer and an actress. Oh how I love finding out people's truest desires and dreams.
I feel as though things are working just as they should. My path feels very open and accepting and I THINK is veering me in the correct direction.
Tomorrow, The Grilled Cheese Invitational! More to come...
To fishnets nights and pantyhose mornings.
XOXO
Rima aka Miss Estella Detroit aka C+/C-
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