The final countdown

54 days to my last day at work. It is amazing what the prospect of not going back to work does to me! I am actually happy. It's not that I hate my job but I have this feeling that leaving will finally bring a good change with it. I feel like not having a plan and yet plan is astoundingly comforting. I know what I want and I know how I want it. Even the fear to fail is right now more a feeling of excitement. I feel like I am on a roller coaster just waiting for the thrill of the downwards ride. Knowing that it will go up again.

At the moment I have so many things planned and booked that have nothing to do with work that most people probably think I cannot take my with to become an entrepreneur serious. And yet I do. But having worked 50h a week for something I had lost my passion for, I strongly believe that I can work 60-80h and still do the occasional off work thing.

And tonight I am enjoying one of my birthday gifts. The one. A show featuring outfits by Jean Paul Gaultier. So in a way it is relating to my designing future. Maybe I get inspired to some crazy new ideas. I have my drawing pad with me and the ride home is about an hour long. Now I am waiting to get inside. 25min for the show to start.

The buzzing of the people around me promises an evening of excitement. The temperature slowly rising with the Christmas decorations slightly out of place. But after all it is not 3kings yet so why remove it.

The crowd is not all I expected and it is nice to see that at least some still dress up for an evening at the theatre. And this one is called palace. There is something quite interesting about a man in a tux and a black bow tie.
There is something quite funny about the middle-aged woman with her golden sparkling dress. Probably the only fancy thing she owns.

15min to go and I am in the front row. My foot is basically touching the stage. Not being too tiny myself I am hoping for a small person at least to my right.

The smell of cheap perfume is terrorizing. I might get used to it before the show starts.

I am not sure what the staging is supposed to be. It looks like pants with a whole in the middle and a old map of the world as a print. I took a picture before they advised that fotos are not permitted.

8min to go. Might I be lucky enough to have the seat next to me empty? Could I really be that lucky.... No I was not. Seating on the wrong side.... Right.... Left.... Is that not just typically me? :)

Interval.
Omg. I need them to slow down. I want to see all the outfits. There are so many! And so brilliant. There is a reason Gaultier is a superstar in haute couture. Everything is so beautiful and I think I missed some of it. I think it is amazing that even neon diving gear looks so fashionable. I think I even recognized a conchita in there. My personal favorite are the punks and leather village people. The garments were stunningly beautiful regardless if male or female couture.

The show itself is also really nice. Beautiful songs. Amazing choreography and wonderfully artistic dancers. I think I'd like to the this show again but not first row. I think being so close gives your some advantages but let's you loose sight of the bigger picture.
In the end it was a really great show though they did not need to end with a glitter bomb. I probably will find glitter god knows where over the next few days.