The Takeaway

A few weeks later, I’m at a refined little party free of wig worries, comfortably outfitted in a suit (J. Crew, men’s) when Sam Adams, a friend who was at the show, approaches. “I have a video of someone who says she knows you,” he grins, brandishing his phone. “Debbie D. Lirious? You better take a look.” Not wanting to relive the mad scramble of my performance, I decline. “It’s very hard work, that’s for sure,” I note by way of changing the subject. “Yes!” Sam exclaims, turning serious. “You kn