For Beth

Swiss Miss conveniently obstructed from view

I figured that $10 standing room only seats meant we'd be locked in a small cage behind the fur-coat room. No one was going to see us. It's probably half homeless shelter anyway. Who pays $10 to wear a gown?

"What the hell are you wearing?!?!"

Marching towards me was a horrified homosexual in a tuxedo.

Oh god.

This was as close to the coveted red carpet as I'd ever been. Christ, I majored in fashion design and I'm wearing jeans to the Opening Night of the Opera.

According to Mike, I had one choice. Which is how I ended up in the ladies room, shoving my jeans in my handbag with one hand and covering my ass with the other.

SFGate's resident cewebrity Beth Spotswood joined sfmike and me, both formally clad, in standing room for her first opera outing, at opening night of the fall season. (We were not invited to partake in any of the 1300 lbs. of lamb served afterwards.) Detailed report as time permits. For now I'll just say that I particularly appreciated the inspiration to have Olga Borodina as Dalila hide an icepick à la Basic Instinct.

(thank god there's no police questioning scene in Samson)

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[Purse Lover]

For what it's worth, I would have worn blue jeans to the opera...