This last Sunday I woke up and it was dreary and cold. I was hoping to squeeze some gift shopping and Holiday cheer in but the weather was terrible.
Fortunately, I had tickets to see The Nutcracker at Lincoln Center. I hadn’t seen it for 6 years and was reminded that it embodied the “Ye Old Christmas” I love.
Because it was a matinee, it was full of young girls who were living their fantasies of being a ballerina. Some were dressed up in their best outfits and some, well, were in matching sweats (a sign of the times). I was sandwiched in between them all.
The ballet started and I was instantly enchanted and sucked in. The production is meticulous and all members of the cast are perfectionists. The costumes, choreography, music and stage are all perfect. It made me appreciate the amount of team work and diligence that goes into something like this, to have everything be so timed and also visually stunning.
After watching for 15 minutes, I felt that I had time traveled somewhere between 1900 and a childhood dream. I wanted to stay in it for longer than it lasted but, beggars can’t be choosers! Plus, I was happy with what I had experienced.