Thanks to the wonderful Paula the Swedish Housewife, who dressed up as a sexy nurse for our flight to Vegas, I was able to overcome my debilitating fear of planes and made it to the Sin City in less than 3 hours (as opposed to a day and a half it usually takes me by greyhound or Amtrak).
The performances at BHOF were truly inspiring, with some so classic they transported you into some imaginary Hollywood era and others so innovative they would fit right in at a performance art venue. But regardless of style, the overall quality of talent was consistently as good as the best theater I’ve ever seen. As is usually the case with burlesque, costumes were the performers’ co-stars, each one as luscious and stunning as a Faberge egg. Some narrow-minded critics dismiss burlesque as a lower art form because of the emphasis most performers put on costumes. But to anyone with a brain, it’s clear that this marriage of high fashion craftsmanship and performance is a great example of cross-discipline artistic collaboration, in this case, between the costume designer and the dancer.
I was thrilled when my dear friend, Paula the Swedish Housewife, received an award for her great contributions to the world of neo-burlesque. Paula is the Gertrude Stein of today’s cabaret world – bringing together, inspiring and nurturing some of the greatest performers of our time. Seattle is very lucky to have her.
On Sunday, Dita Von Teese showed up to present an award to her friend and mentor, Catherine D’Lish. I used the opportunity to take this picture with Teese. I also got to hang out with some new and old friends, including Dirty Martini, Tigger! Selene Luna, Lou Henry Hoover, Ruby Mimosa, Kitten LaRue, Lucky Penny, Deirdre and Jack Timmons and many others. I would highly recommend attending BHOF to anyone and everyone. In the words of Waxie’s father: “It’s better than Superbowl!”