The Jerks Who Are Making This Shit, Pt. 4

We moved into The Parlor this weekend, and oh if you could have seen everyone's faces on discovering The Basement. The ceilings, the mystery hole (OFF LIMITS!), the half shower, the gas meters (OFF LIMITS!), and above and beyond all else, The Porn Room and its jacuzzi altar. It's also apparently much bigger than I'd been selling it, though I still contend it feels pretty damn tight for us tall folk. Bottom line: you can't prepare yourself for this space. No matter what you're thinking, it's gonna be that and so so much more.

And hey, while we're talking Parlor news, don't forget to grab your tix for The Runaways' production of Friedrich Schiller Writes The Robbers, which will be running in the upstairs space. They've got shows at 8pm Thu-Sun during the length of our run, so you can come early on a Friday or Saturday and catch us both or grab lunch in the 'hood after our Sunday matinee and swing back for their evening show! (You could also come see them on a Thursday and forget about us, but why are you so hateful?) Here's a link for tickets. Reserve them!

In today's episode of Jerks Who're Making This Ish, we've got the lovely, lovely costumes of the lovely, lovely Carla Hamilton. She's back for her second go with The Nine and this time was given the very strict direction of "do what you want, just don't make sense". This. Is. How. We. Roll.

LADIES! GENTS! PRESENTING!!!!:

Carla Hamilton AKA She Made The Costumes AKA Carla Hamilton!

Bio: Charles Hamilton "we" (the brain) (shown in black), Black (Factory Theatre) actions "green" - Waco materyaali. Hankkeen zesrednia common in California, "he said.".