Thanks to our extremely generous, talented, and handsome brother-in-law, Speed (did I mention he's smart and funny, too?), Mark and I will be attending the brand new musical comedy The Wedding Singer tonight. Yep, as in the hilarious Adam Sandler movie from which I still proudly own the CD (circa 1998). I debated over going all-out in 80's garb for the occasion (I probably could have pulled it off: After all, leggings are back in!), but I decided in the end to leave the puffy shirt, hairspray, and acid washed micro-mini at home.
Here's the rundown of the show. I'll post my (presumably glowing) review tomorrow!
In The Wedding Singer it’s 1985 and rock-star wannabe Robbie Hart is New Jersey's favorite wedding singer. He’s the life of the party—until his own fiancée leaves him at the altar. Shot through the heart, Robbie makes every wedding he plays as disastrous as his own. Enter Julia, a winsome waitress who wins his affection. Only trouble is Julia is about to be married to a Wall Street shark, and unless Robbie can pull off the performance of the decade, the girl of his dreams will be gone forever. With a brand new score that pays loving homage to the pop songs of the 1980’s, The Wedding Singer takes us back to a time when hair was big, greed was good, collars were up, and a wedding singer just might be the coolest guy in the room.
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Have fun!! How was LA?? Where are the promised stories?
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