I am very mildly obsessed with the Broadway musical Xanadu. Hey, it's campy and very tongue-in-cheek and family friendly and funny and has the mark of Olivia Newton-John and has catchy tunes and gives out glowsticks. How come I am the only one who seems to know how to use a glowstick? Anyway, the first time I saw the show, an understudy (the cutie Curtis Holbrook) went on for the lead (the smokin' Cheyenne Jackson), Sonny Malone, the struggling dim artist. We were all disappointed that the lead was out, but the understudy was fabuloso. The second time I saw Xanadu, I introduced an old friend into the fold (Hi D!) and we were fortunate enough that Cheyenne was not out. At the end of the show, he wears some satin booty shorts and they are not long at all. And it hit me: Cheyenne Jackson is a true Hottie Hotpants! HH is Agent99's term for a super attractive fella. I just like saying Hottie Hotpants. And I got my picture taken with this handsome man. I am happy. In case you're wondering, the infamously bad Xanadu movie is not as rotten as you would expect. Olivia is winsome but the guy who plays Sonny couldn't act his way out of a brown paper bag. The soundtrack is rad and is one of its saving graces. Poor Gene Kelly. I wonder how he got roped into doing Xanadu?
I might be motivated enough to post my other celebrity encounters from this weekend. Stay tuned.
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