Richmond Revisited: Day 3

Morning walk down to S.12th Street, 
to the lovely cobbled streets of Shockoe Slip, 

& this cool sculpture hanging nr. Main St. Station:

... a walk up West Main, admiring the 'new' murals,

TRASK by South Plum St

... lunch date at Joe's; 

biscuits!

... a ride over to Lamplighter

for my NYC coffee errand. Ah...

Stranded.

Well, only momentarily as  Ain't No Rain nor thunderstorm 

gonna stand in my way - to Hardywood Park Craft Brewery! 

To the Basement for TheatreLAB's Hand to God 

Antics on the way to Wonderland.

PBR, pool, pub dog. Fun!

Wall Art #22: Star-lite (RMP)

Greg Mike,
Main Street.

Big Band at Balliceaux.

A different Monday night to the norm as RVA Big Band were playing at Balliceaux. 

Porthole in Balliceaux's bar.

It's a bit of a fancy hang-out, somewhere between cool and cliquey. Big Band was in the back room; away from the regular clientele & full of people ready to enjoy some cool brass.

Tastes of Intern Mondays & Freedom, according to The Manly Man.

 

Wall Art #16: Fish-Hugging on Lombardy (RMP)

Jenny & I spied this new Stormie Mills (2 of 4) at Balliceaux on our way over to Carytown.

  

So we went back to say 'hi' & make it into more of a group hug:

 

My Second Crush.

Two Weeks In Pictures.

Things got a little busy around here. For one, my hours jumped to av. 54 a week so free time's been at a minimum. Here's what happened aside of time in the 'shop & at the show.

(Awesome shot glasses aquired for Matt from VMFA's sale.)

New Roomie #3 arrived from Staten Island via Pittsburg. She's an eager little puppy
- she gets off work & then wants to go for a walk ?!  I figured I'd show her some of Richmond's prettiest places, heading Canal Walk-wards.

 

Along by the James & past Tredegar, ending up on 'Bridge, 1865'.
 

It's a warm, sunny night with a gentle breeze blowing,
the river rushing by & I'm contentedly leafing through the weekly paper. 

All is well. 

I look up & notice
a band uniform in the near distance: 

The Music Man
is striding 
towards me,

with Chase, Susan, John et al, hot on his heels.

Way to go to give a girl a break from work.

Breaking News:
Restraining orders are now out on Harold Hill, salesman & stalker. 

The following day, no evening show either! We meant to go to the Post Office for stamps but we ended up eating ice-cream at Bev's whilst showing NR#3 the delights of Carytown.

Bygones included.

 We made good for Memorial Day weekend too.

Good roommates sort stars to assist with patriotic colour pattern.

Hooray for Red, White & Blue ...
& hooray for creative Googling endeavours too!

New Roomie #4 arrived from FL. We decided upon Sunday brunch to welcome her, intending for Perly's on East Grace. With a recent award for the best biscuits in Richmond, I was certainly up for that. But due to timing of the church-crowd line extending out
of Perly's door plus a matinee also looming for me, we tried our luck over in the Fan,
ending up at Pearl's instead. 

It was ... Okay.
Kind of achingly-hip, cool & trendy, trying too-damn-hard
yuppie bar - with snooty service to boot. Never again.

Ah, a dash of pineapple & a strawberry twist mé·lange
to complement your Southwestern omlette, Madame?
.....
Puh-lease. Just gimme biscuits & be done with all the faff.

Our seventh hour of work on Tuesday involved the mandatory eating of Ice-Cream.

I believe this was helpful practice for understanding the same social event,
as featured in our upcoming production of The Music Man.

Ice-Cream Social stripes.

It was also a "Thanks for your hard work, you interns!"  & "hey to the new ones".

We made our goodbyes to the splendid Mr. JS over Last Day Drinks.
He’s heading home to Mar'lyn (MD) & onwards to new adventures. 

Little bit of pre-bar life history right here.

Dooouuug.

Meanwhile back in the 'shop, I've been re-cultivating meece

Town Mouse, Country Mouse 

for their post-tour performance at the Dell in a few weeks

& making lots & lots of Aprons for the Six Teen Girls. 

A Week (or so) In Pictures

 We had a Snow Day...

... which meant work was off
but curling up in sofas & watching the snow fall & fall & fall

& the evening's weather report
plus endless repeats of Happy Days was very much on. 

There was Lots of Tech, 

& eventually, an Opening...

... which meant an awful lot 
as it reminded me an awful lot as to why we really do the jobs we do;
of light at the end of Tech Week's tunnel;

of theatre & friendships & gratitude.

Along with a Talkback on Opening Night,
including the lady behind the whole conception of the show, Eileen Mitchard.
Having the show at the Rep's still a pretty big deal, this being only
its second premiere since it first opened. We are happy to host it!

There's been review after review after review

along with a bunch of lovely photos from Jay Paul, including

the Red & Black attack featuring that oh-so-'sultry black dress' !

BC & I met up Sunday to tick off my Bucket List choice & ponder our future as joint boutique owners, owing to that "nice collection of costumes" we'd designed.

  ... I'd paused by the door of Strawberry Street café on the day of our dreary museum date as a ready escape from the rain-soaked streets. BC had told me then to hold out for a better time, for greater things ~ beginning with Brunch. 

                                           What better way to spend a lazy Sunday morning?!

  

A buffet served out of a bath-tub!

The place being packed full proved its popularity
so I figured it had been
well worth the wait. 

 

We managed about six courses between us before it was time to head. 

Definitely worth a revisit.

It was a very sunny Sunday too. 

Cue a spot of afternoon rooftop sunbathing with the roomies.

My American birthday on '03/12/13' as well as my half year of RVYay!

 Drinks for Luke's birthday & an initiation into Beer Pong
(more Pong, more water; less Beer in our particular homemade version.)

Tunes & Pints for Molly's birthday (HF's "Myra"), coming over all Irish
with music & craic at Rosie Connolly pub on S.17th in Shockoe Bottom. 

Fancy beer glass.

Awesome signage.
-  You gotta be careful between London & the North East.

 (BC also made tree magic happen. ^ ^ ^ )

Joey had comps from his recent overhire at Richmond Shakes. so took his three ladies for a rare evening actually out & at the theatre to see The Tempest. Shakespeare's swansong has never been quite so well deconstructed 

as post-performance on our car journey home. 

                                 
(Question: What do you get if you put a chippie, a sparkie,
                                 a paint girl & a stitchbitch together? 
 
                                                                       Answer: Exactly!/See above.) 

Work-wise, my suits are now fully sized & in order!

You're looking at Chest 41" - 42" right here.

A visit to meet Mr. Marks on Grace & Third.

  

Making dresses fly to spruce up Front of House at Willow Lawn: 

 











 

Making the most of the lull between shows at
the November to replenish tour stock.
Marcia & I made a new dress between us;
my responsibility being the bodice.

Re-introducing Mrs. Cratchitt of  "A Christmas Carol"

  We've also moved onto preparations for the next fundraiser event:

The 16th Annual Fairy Tale Ball,
a benefit event for The Children's Theatre of Virginia (Willow Lawn).

This year's theme? Pirates & Princesses!

We've made acquaintance with Lyle, Lyle Crocodile.
Here's another storybook character for you all to meet...

The Paper Bag Princess.

(I'm working on her costume at present;
that's the fabric just behind the picture.)