Men are so underwhelming. Give me a rose. Sing to me. Come into my dressing room through a two way mirror. Find a mannequin that looks like me and dress it up like a bride. Meet me in the graveyard and pretend to be my dead father. Burn down the Opera House. Impress me you fools
I’m so sick of this stigma that theatre geeks’ favorite musicals can’t be High School Musical or Les Mis or Wicked or Phantom or Hamilton or any other popular musicals. Like. There is a reason it is popular, and that’s because it’s good.