under the big top

somehow, in my twenty-one years of life, i had never been to the circus until a few weeks ago.

i daresay that i have never been as entertained as i was on that night.

there were acrobats, eerie dancing poodles, juggling ladies with the underside of their bum cheeks slightly exposed, bad-a guys riding a treacherous hamster wheel in nice silky shirts, roaring lions, a long-haired ringmaster, a lion tamer with spiffy diamond studs, flying russian men on stilts, lots of too-tight leotards, and delicious cotton candy.

and a partridge in a pear tree.

 

and because we are in russia, where everyone and everything is behind on the times

i felt a little bit like we had stepped back in time when we walked into the circus tent.

i'm pretty sure the show, the set, and probably a couple of the jugglers are the exact same as they were in the 1930's.

holla.