Who knew that it was Gay Pride Month on Playbill? I sure as fuck didn’t.  But it is.  Therefore, all the Broadway show programs have a rainbow at the top.  Nice, right?  

I know about this rainbow shit because I went to the new Broadway version of Les Miz last night.  And little did I know or realize in advance, but I was completely supporting the Gay Pride Month, because I went to the show with seven, count them, seven gays.  Of course, I couldn’t help but laugh when I realized that I was the only woman on the email exchange that went around before the event.  And Snow White immediately went through my mind.  OMG… I am Snow White the fag hag — and I am going to have seven gay dwarves with me at this thing.  

So.  As soon as I got to the pre-drink and eat dinner, I declared to the seven gays that they needed to claim their dwarf.  Luckily, all seven jumped on my bandwagon and assigned themselves their short man persona. (Keep in mind, aside from Brian and Conrad, I’m pretty much an acquaintance to these lovable gays.  So I appreciate their willingness to go there with me almost immediately.)

Here’s how the dwarves panned out:

Happy – Greg (if you met him, you would know why this is perfect.. and he made us happy because he secured the kick ass tickets)

Sleepy – Remi (because he kept trying to order things that either didn’t come out — or came out really slow)

Bashful – Conrad (only because he’s not bashful at all)

Sneezy – Pedro (it just panned out that way since he never made it to the pre-game)

Grumpy – My bestie Brian (he is definitely not grumpy, but it seemed to make absolute sense for some reason)

Doc – Florentino (because I actually think he is some sort of medical professional)

Dopey – Rob (I was worried about this one, but Conrad swore that Rob was definitely Dopey — and when I told Rob he was Dopey, he agreed.  It was very cute that he was so willing to be the “slow” one.. even thought he’s definitely not at all.)

So me and the gay dwarves (sans one) drank and ate dinner before going to the Broadway revival of Les Misérables.  We got there JUST in time for another pre-game-wine-in-souvenir-mug- and the curtain. Literally, I sat down and then immediately stood up to take a photo of my dwarves… But as I did this, the lights simultaneously went out.  So in advance, I apologize that my dwarves aren’t all looking right at you in this dark, but hazy photo.  (Notice also that they’re all on their phones ignoring everything)…

And then the performance began.  And I was absolutely fucking blown away. I’ve seen this show multiple times before — on Broadway even — but this particular production is well, simply phenomenal.  Maybe it’s because I have learned what’s it like to be truly miserable, that I can relate to a story about people living in misery.  Or maybe it’s because the performances were just beyond good.  I mean, we know the music is incredible. At any rate, remember when I said I cry when people kill it on stage way back in the Idina Menzel post?  Well I cried a lot last night.  Please.  If you live in NYC or plan on coming to NYC soon, run, don’t walk to this production. It’s uniquely special.  

As for my dwarves, thank you for such a wonderful night.  At the end of the day, we’re another day older.