I got drunk. I wanted a new dance routine. I needed ideas!
Something new to the audience’s repertoire of burlesque performances.
Something that my fellow New Orleanians would adore for years!
Brainstorm, brainstorm! Make a list! Go big! Go bold! Go weird! Go New Orleans!
I am pretty sure that I was drinking Jameson and Coke that night, because I wanted the caffeine buzz along with the intoxication. After-all, I had work to do. I was staying in tonight to work on my costumes.
Inspiration struck shortly after I sat down to create my list of ideas. I was ready to start this new idea now, so I immediately hopped on my spray-painted flat-black cruiser bike, with a red rose on the handlebars. It was a quick trip from my Marigny home on Port St., up to the French Quarter gift shops on Decatur St., where I set out to find a taxidermy alligator head.
A glamourous alligator stripper- yes, that sounds weird and lovely to me! I wasn’t sure if I was going to be a full or partial alligator at that point. I just knew that I loved the idea enough to get it started. Yes, I knew it was a drunk idea. Yes, I know most people think their ideas are great while drinking, and then they realize they are not so great the next morning. However, that didn’t stop me.
“Large heads $75” Gasp! My plan is foiled- I won’t pay that much! I turned around to leave and spotted a large, plush alligator stuffed-animal for $20-something-bucks. The head was as big as mine…I could cut it apart, make a mask out of the head and use the tail as…a tail!It musta been a charming sight for the tourists to see- a girl riding her bike down the street with a large stuffed alligator in one hand; however, I know it was charmingly normal for the locals.