I went with two friends to see the Scissor Sisters perform last night. We would have put together a larger group, but apparently the band isn't as well known as we thought. Admittedly, I learned about them from a much younger and cooler co-worker, but that was back in 2004! You'd think the word would have gotten out since then.
We started the evening at my friend C's house, which is only about three blocks from the theater. We each brought our own dinner and we watched my Scissor Sisters concert DVD and drank wine while C waited for the cable guy to install something.
We all wore wigs (mine was a wild, curly black wig with pink streaks) and I got out my glittery false eyelashes from Mardi Gras. I had on my femme dangereuse shirt, a black skirt with tulle trim, and my favorite black boots. The boots proved to be a poor choice for my Converse-accustomed feet, but I managed to dance my way through the concert and ignore the pain.
The show was fantastic and now I'm starting to think that I gave up on their latest album a little too soon. I'm going to put the CD into my car stack and give it another chance.
If you ever get a chance to see the Scissor Sisters in concert, I highly recommend that you go!