Waking up in Melbourne for what was the day of the last show was hard. Something that I had been working with for the past 3 weeks was coming to the end and it felt wrong. Some of the performers I had started the tour with werent going to be at the last show which added to the uncomfortable feeling. So to those who I never got to say this to: I FRIGGIN LOVE YOU!
The finale show was awesome. Despite a diva strop from me when my flight was cancelled due to the ash cloud, I had a blast. I danced in my new Rabbit Poison costume and rocked out until the wee hours of the morning at the after party. I wore dunagrees and was soaked in champagne and tequila. Gutted to leave the tour at the end but more than determined to return. Bringing a little bogan (Oz word for chav) chic to the tour methinks. Ha.
From Boy Wonder mounting my face and offering me a tea bagging, Johnny Domino’s butt (SWOON FRIGGIN SWOON) to every beautiful lady I saw perform.
Thank you and good night. I am in Darwin now working hard by the pool and working on building my freckle coverage.
