Dear Constant Reader,
Last Saturday The Boston Babydolls were honored to be a part of the 21st(!) annual Mardi Gras Ball. I’m not exaggerating when I say that we look forward to this event all year. It’s a great event for a great cause and we get to dance to our favorite songs with an amazing band. What’s not to love?
The stage at T.T.’s is a special place. For one thing, it’s crammed with musicians (that’s a good thing), for another it’s filthy (that’s not). To make everyone’s life easier, we take turns catching for one another — one of us stands front & center and the dancer tosses her the costume pieces. Somehow this also involves buying each other shots.
Stella worked out “The Boston Babydoll Shot Chain” which worked like this: you catch for the person who performs before you and you buy a shot for the person who performs after you (who was the person who caught for you). We have varied tastes: Stella & Devora both preferred whisky, Betty wanted coconut rum (much to the bartender’s disgust), and I had a Coke (shots are so not for me).
For the record, we performed:
A few amusing notes…
Alissa Coates (she comes every year with her sweetheart — the event is their anniversary) told me that there were some girls who screamed every time I flashed a hint of rear, as though they’d never seen a bum before.
Betty got a little enthusiastic with tossing one of her gloves to Stella and it went wild. Stella started hunting and immediately, Hunter was shining his flashlight on the stray glove.
One of the guest singers this year was Hayley Jane of Hayley Jane and The Primates. But once upon a time, she was Baby Jane, one of the original Boston Babydolls. We had a lovely reunion backstage. Maybe we won’t wait so many years next time.
I have to give a special thank you to Paul Ahlstrand, who was playing sax with an injured arm that night. “Harlem Nocturne” needs its brass and I adore those guys.
I saw a photographer in the audience, so maybe there will even be some pictures.

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