… Les Misérables was the first musical production I ever saw. I remember it like it was yesterday, right down to the puffy, royal blue sequined dress I wore. My mom curled my hair for our big night out; she even let me wear a tinted lip gloss. Before our grown up girls night we went to a waterfront restaurant in Norfolk and I drank a Shirley Temple. Tres chic for a six year old.
The musical itself; I remember weeping and gaping open mouthed. My tiny little mind went through a tumult of raging emotions as the play, sights and sounds and all, engulfed me completely. It is one of my most vivid and grandest of childhood memories.
After Les Mis I was hooked. While other kids begged their parents to take them to Disney Land I was determine to see every play, opera and musical that came to town. For the bigger milestone birthdays we traveled to NYC to see performances. Unfortunately my son doesn’t share my same enthusiasm. I guess that’s what happens when you take a boy to the ballet.
I can now add this movie to the list of things I get to look forward to… one of those things being Season 3 of Downton Abbey.