And so 2018 passes, and troubling though it was for various reasons (Brexit, the ongoing Trumpster fire, not to mention some very negative press coverage on trans issues) I shall ever fondly remember it as the year I became fully myself both physically and by finally filling the burlesque-shaped hole in my life thanks to Cardiff Cabaret Club. This video is from our final event of the year – “Stocking Filler,” 22nd of December – in the Neon club, Newport. I didn’t do a solo on this occasion, but I did take part in this spectacular and very tricky isis wings routine. Beautiful as it looked when done well, we were all aware of its potential to go completely haywire, bearing in mind we had to be very co-ordinated with each other’s steps and manoeuvre quite close to each other (it being a smallish stage) while trying not to poke each other’s eyes out with the long poles we were all wielding. Our collective sentiments were nicely summarised at the end by Hadria Hellbound (dark hair, green wings) as “We didn’t **** it up!” Backstage, of course.
Burlesque aspirations for next year include joining the advanced group, doing another solo, and hopefully changing my job to a more pleasant one with hours that would allow me to get my Saturday nights back (or at least some of them) and thus do more shows. Thankfully, I’ve started temping at Wales Millennium Centre (Cardiff’s biggest theatre), so hopefully I can impress them enough to make a permanent job there a plausible prospect. Wish me luck, lovelies … x