“Johnny, you’re drunk!”

I wasn’t drunk, just a cheap date. Galina let loose with a stream of insults, screaming at the top of her lungs about how disrespectful and shameful I was.

“How Russian can you get?” she said before pushing me inside. “Showing up at the ballet drunk, with a whore.”
–Johnny Weir, Welcome to My World

I can confidently say that if you think you might want to read this awesome book, you definitely should. I want to rewatch several of his competitive programs now that I’ve read his thoughts on how they were developed and what it felt like to skate them.