sparking on air as the last limelight gets extinguished and the audience filters out . . . a matinee tomorrow and an evening show . . . off to the dressing rooms as the maids scamper out . . . frocks to be unsewn ready to be sewn back into tomorrow. . . near impossible to breathe but people wanting a mermaid in gold brocade that swishes in a skin-tight glittery skin and that they get.
my winter series post for today over on my Substack at the link. It includes this very pretty Quinceañera tiara.
