on the threshold of Year 2, an impossible-to-adequately-summarize Year 1 retro—yes some of these are repeats and yes choosing only 20 was a joke but these, these are treasure to me
what a year. what an absolutely full-to-bursting year. a year of joy and friendship and challenge and magic and breath and love and blunder and growth and learning and journey and wonder and laughter and beauty and ache and hardship and celebration and more and more and more
and through it all, these people. with adoration and gratitude and deep, deep cherishing: these people.
*at the top of my lungs* it’s opening night and I love this company!!!!! ⚡️ literally too many beautiful faces to tag so I guess you’ll just have to come to the show so you can read their names in the playbill 💁🏼♂️
entering my gryffindor era I fear
over the moon to be spending the ‘24-25 academic year abroad, acting as a swing (six tracks!!!) in the North American Tour of HARRY POTTER AND THE CURSED CHILD. We’re in Chicago, LA, and DC—come wave a wand and swoosh a cape, yeah? we’ll charm the-*I am tackled by aurors*
