Monday, June 8, 2009


A sketch of a scene from Tipping the Velvet. In it Kittie throws her rose to the pretties girl in the audience (an after show tradition) and it lands in the lap of Nancy who had been coming to sit in the balcony every night just to watch her. Thus the start of a complicated and eye opening love affair. 

Just loved the namelessness of their relationship, and the descriptions of sweaty caked on stage makeup and immaculate suits. Such an amazing world Vaudeville was, dang.

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