My Baby Has No Eyes
On Wednesdays, I’ve been heading straight from work to Romeo and Juliet rehearsals*. We rehearse in a portion of the Cincinnati Horticultural Society’s warehouse and there is no air conditioning. I choose outfits that allow for plenty of air circulation.
Dress, Moth. Shirt, NY & Co. Bracelets, Body Central. Shoes, Van Eli (thrifted). Earrings, Pangaea.
On the way to rehearsal, I saw this sign, calling for actors for a play called “My Baby Has No Eyes.” And here I thought Romeo and Juliet was depressing. I am intrigued, though. (If you want to audition**, the sign says to call 731-1131.)
*I’m Lady Capulet and the Apothecary.
**I am in no way affiliated with the My Baby Has No Eyes production.
Dress, Moth. Shirt, NY & Co. Bracelets, Body Central. Shoes, Van Eli (thrifted). Earrings, Pangaea.
On the way to rehearsal, I saw this sign, calling for actors for a play called “My Baby Has No Eyes.” And here I thought Romeo and Juliet was depressing. I am intrigued, though. (If you want to audition**, the sign says to call 731-1131.)
*I’m Lady Capulet and the Apothecary.
**I am in no way affiliated with the My Baby Has No Eyes production.
Labels: business casual, feathers, gray, purple, studs, theater, thrift, turquoise
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