Tragic love story, lives cut short, moving music, and lots of pirouettes!
I went to see the Broadway musical West Side Story this past weekend after work (by myself, naturally). All of the songs are stuck in my head but that's NOT a bad thing.
Even though I thoroughly enjoyed it, it made me wish my name was Maria and that some guy would want to marry me after a big rumble with rival gang members. Okay, you know what I mean.
So you'll have to forgive me, I'm all lovey-dovey at the moment.