Pretty ecstatic news. I GOT VIP TICKETS TO WICKED!!!!!!!!!! June 2, Row 5 baby, centre orchestra… YES! This will be my second time seeing the show, first time being on Broadway at the legendary Gershwin Theatre when I was in New York last year. Quite excited and somewhat relieved as I knew that only a limited amount of tickets would be released and I thought that I would have had to line up at 7am at Queen Elizabeth on Saturday just to get decent seats but nope, checked my email this afternoon during my boring stats class and BAM! Presale tickets. So excited for the show. Now… who is the lucky person that I shall take with me?
If you are planning on going on getting tickets on Saturday, here is a list of ticket prices for Wicked, June 1-26, 2011:
VIP Seating – CA $146.50
Orchestra-Dress Circle-Mezzanine 26-33 – CA $100.50
Mezzanine 24-35-Balcony 21-29 – CA $85.50
Balcony 30-32 – CA $75.50
Balcony 22-23 – CA $46.50
In other musical-related news, I will be attending the opening night of Legally Blonde: The Musical tomorrow at the Queen Elizabeth Theatre. Cannot tell you how excited I am for this musical. It was showing when I was in New York for the first time back in 2007 but sadly finished its run just a year after Laura Bell Bundy was replaced by the amateur, Bailey, on MTV’s stupid show, Legally Blonde: The Search for the Next Elle Woods. Stupid. Anywhos, so excited because anybody who knows me will know how much I LOVED Legally Blonde (the movie) and all things pink and Bruiser and of course, the idea of law school! Combine that with music and lyrics? Pure genius. Can’t wait! Should be an ‘elle’ of a show!
Why do we always want
things people we can’t have? This is in reference to my current taste in men. Whether or not they are married, gay, taken, live 133439385035km away, have a child, professor/teacher, famous celebrity, out of my league, etc. I just can’t have them. And it’s super annoying since I am so used to geting who/what/whatever I want. Summer’s on its way. Where are all the beautiful single men/women/PEOPLE at?! Obviously not in Vancouver.
Being a cheerleader for the past three years, I have noticed that cheerleading is trending towards a super-charged, sexed up image. Now I know that media representations of cheerleaders aren’t necessarily the best (think Bring it On), but I am talking about the sport as a whole. I love cheer — don’t get me wrong, I just find this super fascinating. And I miss cheer a ton…which is why I’m writing this.
Let’s talk about female uniforms. Remember when cheer uniforms used to be fully covered and granny-like with knee-length skirts and sweaters? Well, long gone are those days. Nowadays, it is quite the contrary. Firstly, a competitive cheer uniform usually consists of a long-sleeved top, mid-riff baring, mini skirt, and bloomers (shorts) which are worn underneath the skirt. I have no problem with this. But when I went down to Tacoma last weekend for a cheer competition, I was a little flabbergasted and how much the uniforms have changed within the past few years. I wish I had pictures to show you , but since when did the Vancouver All Stars (VAS) senior team start wearing booty shorts to compete in?! I admit (and I would probably prefer it as well) that shorts allow for better mobility and the annoyance of pulling down your skirt after a backhandspring is eliminated, but it almost seemed…hoochie or dance-team like (more on this later). Besides that, there was another team that featured black see-through long-sleeved tops. Not super racy or anything like that, but to me, it deepened the layer of sexualisation for me.
Hair and makeup. It’s a competition, I get it. I don’t mind the curled hair and the ungodly amount of glitter that we have to wear for competition, but is it really necessary for the younger, elementary-aged girls to wear it? Personally, I think it is reminiscent of child pageantry. Much like the show, Tiaras and Toddlers and the ever-so-famous Jon Benet Ramsay murder case, you have these crazily obsessed “cheer moms” who dazzle and glamourize their daughters with fake lashes, lipstick, and cans of hairspray. I don’t know about you, but I think it’s a little wrong. It severely sexualizes these young girls — a pedophile’s fantasy.
Cheer vs. dance. Thanks to the uber-popular Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders and Hellcats (coincidentally filmed at my school), I think there is a general misconception about what cheer really is. I’m not going to go into the age-old debate regarding if cheer is really a sport (IT IS A SPORTFOR THE LAST TIME!!!), but will provide a new perspective on the topic. Cheer is becoming more and more confused with dance. I acknowledge the fact that there are many “Cheer & Dance” competitions in North America, but I think these two areas should not be combined. Yes, there is a required dance factor in cheer routines, but I absolutely think they should be kept separate. Serious pet peeve of mine cus I ain’t no dancer.
Choreography. Seems like every year, there is always a trend that a majority of cheer teams take part in. Last year was the infamous ponytail whip. Utterly cheesy, I’m glad that my former cheer team never did that. In addition to whippin’ your hair back and forth, this year’s trend appears to be the boob shake. Yes. I witnessed atleast five to six teams incorporate that into their routine. An overtly sexualised dance move, it, yet again, adds another element of sexuality within the realm of cheerleading. I know I’m a victim of shaking what my mama gave me at the club or in a Zumba class, but I don’t know… I just feel so uncomfortable seeing young girls doing this.
So there ya have it. My two cents. Maybe it’s the Gender Studies minor in me/too many feminist courses and/or the fact that I’m getting old. It’s just amazing to me how much cheer has gravitated to sex. I know sex sells, but for pre-tweens? Yikes.
I had the opportunity to attend a few events earlier this week. On Monday night, I had to opportunity to volunteer at the annual Forum for Women Entrepreneurs Gala, Once Upon a Grapevine, at the Fairmont Waterfront. I had a super awesome internship with the FWE last semester and it was so great to see some of the women that I have read about and projects that I had previously worked on come to life. I was selling raffle tickets the whole night… 2nd place, I believe? The highlight of my night (besides meeting some fabulous ladies and entrepreneurs) was probably when I sold tickets to the Honourable Gordon Campbell (so cool!!!). He also said my name. Yeah..what!
I also had the chance to sample some delicious local wines by Quails Gate, Raven Ridge, and a cider-based dessert one that I can’t remember the name of. If someone recalls what this wine is (yellow in colour), please let me know because I can honestly drink that all day long. Yum.
Lastnight, I began my orientation at the new Hapa Umi, coincidentally right across from the Fairmont Waterfront at Canada Place. Got to meet the owners and new coworkers and was introduced to the Hapa family. The space is absolutely beautiful — I was actually very impressed. Got to try some more wine, some items on the menu, and sake. Can’t really say much, but I am super excited for the opening early next month which is quickly approaching.
And Bruno? Well, I’m going to see the beloved Bruno Mars at Rogers Arena on June 3rd. These artists need to stop coming to Vancouver — I’m seriously going broke.
Photo credit for Hapa Umi by Scout Magazine.
So I spontaneously went to Seattle this past weekend to support a friend of mine who was in the Spirit Cheer Best in the Northwest Nationals in Tacoma. Despite the drama that happened prior to us coming down, I actually had a lot of fun! It was great to escape Vancouver for a little bit even though that time should have been dedicated to studying. Oops.
Of course, whenever I head down to the States, I always go on a junk food binge. First stop when we arrived? Jack in the Box. I have never tried Jack in the Box ever so I gotta say that I was pretty excited. A group of three small Asian girls, we ordered the Cheese Fries and Sliders. By the time we finished that, it was too late to go to the club so we went to 7-11 and picked up some $6.99 wine, sausage, sandwiches, and a wide flavour assortment of chips. Classy, I know. Passed out, woke up, and got free breakfast (biscuits and sausage gravy, omg) at a ridiculous hour (6:00am!!!) which was actually pretty decent. Um… and it didn’t stop there. Had the $5 Box at Taco Bell. Yes. We’re disgusting. What can I say? This is how we do fat.
We got to the Greater Tacoma Convention & Trade Center only to find out that the venue was not only hosting the cheer competition, but also America’s Got Talent. I had contemplated randomly lining up and auditioning but unfortunately, that didn’t happen. I tried to sneak on camera too, but that didn’t happen either! FAIL.
After being stuck in Tacoma for a good hour and being bored out of our minds (there really isn’t anything there) as everything was closed on Sundays, we decided to venture out to Downtown Seattle. As if we hadn’t had enough food, we decided to grab some grub at the Cheesecake Factory. Knowing how half the menu is either deep-fried or doused in whipped cream or a heart attack of some sort, we attempted to be “healthy” and consume our food in moderation. What a mistake. Even the lunch-sized portions were fucking massive. We ordered the Avocado Roll, half order of BBQ Ranch Chicken Salad, and a half order of Garlic Noodles. Avocado Rolls were to f-ing DIE for. So damn good. Garlic Noodles were good as well… thought they would be tossed in olive oil but I swear it was cooked in a white wine or clear sauce. Pretty good as well. And the salad? Disappointing to say the least. Not only was it the simplest to make, the avocados were hard and the onion rings on top were cold even though they had stated it was just made minutes ago. Gross.
After some miscommunication, we had to head back to Tacoma. By the bus stop was this cute little gourmet popcorn place called Kukuruza. I had to get a small gift for gym guy so I bought him a tin of the Maple Bacon popcorn. So good! Will have to try the Tuxedo flavour next time. Also passed by a Seattle-version of Japadog, Gourmet Dog Japon, which was also on the way to our bus stop. Similar, but different flavours. I love street food, so I will definitely have to try this next time I’m in town.
Back to the convention centre. Sigh. I miss cheer so much. So weird being there as a spectator and not as a competitor. It’s okay though — I had so much fun! Great teams out there, honestly. Especially on American turf. My friend’s team, Panthers Athletics, got first place — national champions! Congrats guys!!! Celebrated at the border at Shari’s with a Spring Spinach Omelette and Loaded Potato Soup. We make fat sexy.
All in all, it was a quick getaway. Can’t wait for some real trips later this year!
After much deliberation and a calming hot yoga class this morning, I have decided that I am going to go see Lil Wayne and Nicki Minaj at Rogers Arena on April 27th. WOOT! So excited for this one! My second rap concert…EVER in life, next to Jay-Z back in 09. Got some sweet seats too, yay! Not going to lie, I’m just going to see Nicki and to bust out my pink wig. And best of all? I can bust out my boobs too! SCORE!