Friday, June 17, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Is it just me, or do the producers of the Tony Awards have this whole song-and-dance thing down cold? They really make you want to go to see a Broadway show. They make me laugh. They make me cry. And they dazzle me with the dancing. Incredible!
Because I just can't get enough of the Tony Awards. I stayed up way, way past my bedtime...and it was worth every extra bag under my eyes this morning.
And as far as I'm concerned, if Neil Patrick Harris is president, then Andrew Rannells (above) should be his Veep, and Sutton Foster (below), the Secretary of (Tap Dancing) State.