Sunday, 7 August 2011

London Fringe

I have decided that I'm going to become a theatre-goer.

1940s ladies in an opera box, showing off their lovely gowns and
concentrating more on chatting than watching the show...

What's inspired this?  Well, The Cat has booked us tickets to see Chicago in a couple of weeks.  His mum said she'd buy us theatre tickets for Christmas last year and we're only just getting around to going now!  We had a major set-back and disappointment when we realised that Oliver closed months ago because we'd been hoping to see that.  But we saw Cabaret a few years ago and both loved it, so thought we'd go for something of that ilk, i.e. interwar showgirls in fishnets.  So, Chicago it is.


I absolutely adore Cabaret and think it's such a powerful story, with some smashing songs...


... I have my doubts as to whether Chicago will quite match it but I'm willing to give it a shot.  Has anyone else seen it?  In London or elsewhere?

Anyway, whilst we were investigating what shows were on, I had a look into some fringe theatre in addition to the main West End shows and came across quite a number of promising possibilities.  I generally only ever think to go to the theatre when I have guests in town or when it's for a special occasion but there's so much out there, that I realise that kind of mentality is just a crime.  Especially when you can find some really cheap and cheerful things in the fringe world.

So, just to give you an idea, these are some of the things I came across to get me excited...


This is set at the beginning of the 20th century (so, nice costumes, one imagines) and is based on the true tale of Addison Mizner and his brother Wilson who, according to the promotional material, were "two of the most colourful and outrageous fortune seekers in American history".  Don't know anything about them but it sounds like a lark.  Plus, it's at the Menier Chocolate Factory which I heard mention of for the first time recently.  Basically, old chocolate factory, now theatre, so I'd be intrigued to see how they've converted it because, you know, I'm into that kinda stuff.

Next up:


Set in the 1930s and first performed off-Broadway in the 1960s, Dames at Sea is a parody which tells the story of three chorous girls (one diva, one jokester and one small-town gal) and their sailor men.  The showgirls' theatre is going to be closed down so they talk the sailors' captain into letting them use his ship for their show. Need I say more?  Oh, yes, perhaps I should add that tickets are only £15.  Definitely liking these "fringe benefits" (pardon the pun).

And then:


The story needs no introduction, being one of Arthur Conan Doyle's most classic and well-known Sherlock Holmes episodes.  The quirky thing about this show is that it's performed as though for a radio play, inspired by live broadcasts of Orson Welles' Mercury Theatre Company of the '30s.  So I assume the audience get to see the performers, and I hope that they're in suitable period attire!  Again, this one's only £11 (or £9 advance) at Theatro Technis.

And these plays are only the ones which were the first to catch my eye (perhaps because, you may have noticed, they're all set in the first few decades of the 20th century).  They're all on only for the next few weeks but I'm sure more careful scrutiny will definitely reveal further promising shows which should keep me going for the rest of year at least.  I'm thinking I should aim for one show a month, or perhaps one every two months is more realistic?

Is anyone else a regular theatre-goer?  I know fellow blogger Miss Katie is more than a theatre-goer, she's a performer!  If anyone ever has anything to recommend (because they've seen it or are even in it!), I'd love to hear about it.

Thursday, 4 August 2011

Style Hunting...

Darn it!  I didn't make it onto the Grazia website's Style Hunter page...  I guess finger-crossing didn't help.  Oh well, it was amusing to be snapped by their roaming photographers nonetheless.  And overall I think those girls that did make it onto the website looked pretty spiffing - I especially love Sophie's dress.  Though I have to confess that I don't get the 70s thing at all...  But I do think it's nice that the judges seem to have gone for a mix of styles and periods.

Anyway, I did snap some pictures of my own for an outfit post, but they're hidden away inside my handy disposable camera at the moment (no, I've not got a proper replacement for my Pimms-drowned camera yet).  In the meantime, here's one my friend took on her iphone...


I'm looking rather pleased because I'd just bought the glasses at this point, which happened to go perfectly with my outfit.  They're a bit mad, and perhaps not to everyone's taste (including The Cat's) but I just thought they were wonderfully quirky.  And really, can you blame me for not being able to resist when they complemented my '50s-style dress so well, both in colour and era??  I wonder if I would have gotten plus or minus points if I'd had them on at the time Grazia snapped me...?

I won't tell you about my other purchases just now as I'd rather wait until I can show you pictures of them.  In that case, perhaps I should stop blogging and get onto buying a new camera!

But I will just say that an excellent time was had last weekend down at Southbank for the Vintage Festival.  I had been intending to go to the ticketed event before discovering that there was a whole lot of free stuff going on by the river-front.  A skint friend talked me out of paying for a pass to Royal Festival Hall, and a group of us just browsed the "Vintage High Street" instead.  There was a good range of items and prices, and we had a lovely day browsing (with occasional purchases), people-watching, and finishing up with cream tea in the pretty refreshments tent.  The definite advantage of not paying £60 for a ticket meant that there was more money to go towards taking home permanent goodies, rather than mere fleeting entertainments!  But as I said, more on those "permanent goodies" at some later date...

Monday, 1 August 2011

Blog Award! (Happy Days!)

I'm very excited to report that the lovely Wendy over at The Butterfly Balcony has surprised me with my first ever blog award!  This is the same lovely girl who, from memory, was my first follower, which was a nice boost in the very earliest days of my blog.

I'm so very honoured that Wendy thought to give me the award, not least because I really enjoy reading her blog and am rather chuffed that she likes mine just as much.


So I most graciously accept my award and commit myself to the task of telling you five random facts about myself.  Here we go...

Number 1. 
My given names are Lisa Marie.  Apparently I wasn't named after Elvis Presley's daughter, even though my mum is a big fan of his.  But I have inherited her great love of Elvis.  We had an Elvis clock in my family home as I grew up, I now have an Elvis mirror.  If you say anything nasty about Elvis, I will get angry.

Mess with Elvis and you mess with me


Number 2. 
I have a wee scar on my shoulder which I think looks kind of like a little slug.  I completely forget it's there but then people ask about it occasionally.  I got it when I leant against a window as a teenager (yes, stupid, I know) and it broke.  Fortunately I didn't fall out of it, just sustained a few cuts!

No broken bones, just a scar (Image source)

Number 3. 
I'm 27 and I can't drive... I grew up in the big city with scarce parking and lots of public transport so I couldn't see the point.  Plus, my older brother and sister could both drive and had to battle for the car as it was.  My mum never bothered to learn until someone offered to sell her a classic 1959 mint green car - I think I'm waiting for the same opportunity.

Can't get booked when you can't drive! (Image source)

Number 4. 
During my lifetime, I've worked as a sales assistant at a bakery, as a waitress at several cafes and restaurants, as an administrator for a community transport organisation, as a receptionist and as a PA (in that order).  I'm now apparently about to be promoted at work to become a professional architectural historian/heritage adviser!  Best job, hands down.  Hopefully it all comes through without a hitch!

Like Barbie, I've had many different jobs... (Image source)


Number 5. 
I live with my boyfriend of several years.  I sometimes call him "Cat".  He's agreed that if I ever mention him on this blog, I can refer to him thus.  So keep an eye out for that.  You're very, very unlikely to ever get to see a picture of him though, because he doesn't like the idea of his face being on the internet for lots of strangers to see.  He's very nice in obliging me by taking photos for my outfit posts, however!

Me and The Cat walking in the snow

And now it comes to me to pass on the torch of the award.  The five blogs I pick are as follows:


...and I know that I'm probably not supposed to choose blogs that I've seen Wendy has already given awards to but I just love these girls too much not to mention them (they can just have double awards):


Phew!  I think that's officially the hardest post I've ever written!

By the way, I got snapped by the "Style Hunters" from Grazia the other day when I was at the Southbank Vintage Festival.  I never read the magazine but (of course) I still really hope I make the cut and appear on their website!  Keep your fingers crossed, and I'll let you know when I find out!

Post-script: I've just discovered the wonderfully quirky My Name is Philippa blog and would like to add a belated, bonus, spontaneous sixth award to the lady at the helm there - Philippa (obviously).