Tuesday, 2 March 2010
Last night I went to see Matthew Bourne's Swan Lake.
To say it was amazing would be to do it a disservice. I laughed, I cried (predictable, I cry at everything), I wanted to be a ballet dancer (alas, not with these thighs), I pretty much fell in love with the Lead Swan. Any man who can dance in tight leather trousers is absolutely fine by me.
However, I have one question....
Where the hell can I get a pair of these furry trousers?