I have expounded previously about the impact of the musical, "Gypsy", on my formative years. I haven't spent enough time on an analyst's couch to really sort out the effects of, "Sing out, Louise!," on a person with Louise for a middle name. I do know that I can't see a woman in a muu-muu without launching into "Dainty June And Her Farmboys":
Farmboys
Extra! Extra! Hey, look at the headline.
Historical news is being made.
Extra! Extra! They're drawing a red line
around the biggest scoop of the decade.
A barrel of charm, a fabulous thrill,
the biggest little headline in vaudeville!
Presenting--in person--that 5' 2" bundle of dynamite--
Dainty...June!
[drum roll]
June
Hello, everybody! My name is June! What's yours?
[music playing]
I have a moo cow, a new cow, a true cow named Caroline.
Louise
Moo, moo, moo, moo.
June
She's an extra-special friend of mine.
Louise
Moo, moo, moo, moo.
June
I like everything about her fine.
Louise
Moo, moo, moo, moo.
June
She likes to moo in the moonlight when the moody moon appears.
And when she moos in the moonlight,
gosh, it's moosic to my ears. She's so moosical.
She loves a man cow, a tan cow, who can cow her with a glance.
Louise
Moo, moo, moo, moo.
June
When he winks at her she starts to dance.
Louise
Moo, moo, moo, moo.
June
It's what grown-ups call A real romance.
Louise
Moo, moo, moo, moo.
June
But if we moooved to the city, or we settled by the shore,
she'd make the mooove 'cause she loves me more!
It was a night made for moosic with Mozart at the Santa Fe Opera! I was sitting on a bench watching sequined elderly ladies wheel their oxygen tanks past, and scarcely-attired voluptuous young women, who must not have received the memo about the cool evening breezes at this outdoor venue, click by on dangerous shoes.
I was not sequined. I was in fairly safe shoes and malachite jewelry. Surely I have told the Sunday School teacher story in this blog at some point. My little sister, Dainty June, raced out of her Sunday School class to report that her teacher was wearing "high heels and pearls!" [Malachite is the mineral "for balance", so I feel compelled to explain that I was wearing clothes, too.]
You can wear just about anything to the Santa Fe Opera. I doubt anyone would be surprised to see the Sunday School teacher. And to complete the fashion picture, there was a robust couple in matching muu-muu and Hawaiian shirt! Tres Butterick! I feel inspired to create some operatic muu-muu animals when I get home.
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