It was about halfway through the pre-show rigamarole that I suddenly realized what I was wearing.
I’ve been on the path for a while, but Friday night I truly became a drama teacher.
I also demonstrated my true bloggerness, since my first thought was that I needed to get a photo of my outfit to show you what I mean. Five different kids were looking for me at that moment, though, so I have no photo evidence to show you.
Well, I do have this:
E.K. Hornbeck snagged me after the show to take a picture “Asian style!” in the dressing room. But it hardly shows what I’m talking about, and I can’t let such a momentous transition in my life go unnoticed. So I drew you a picture of what I was wearing:
See what I mean? I swear all I’m missing is one more flowing layer, and I actually had intended to grab a black and red silk scarf that morning.
Sigh. I am a drama teacher, aren’t I?
Master Class 
Wow. Before I saw your beautiful illustration I thought “She must have been wearing something black and flowy. Probably multiple layers of black and flowy.”
Congratulations Ms. Drama Teacher. 🙂 I'll try to mail you some even danglier earrings handmade out of that multi-colored metal stuff.
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