You would be mistaken.
Just as I got the understudy during my first attempt to see Donny in Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat, I left Vegas without ever catching a glimpse of my favorite Mormon apart from this promotional poster I spied at The Flamingo Hotel:
|Marie, by the way, looks fabulous. Dancing with the Stars did her good.|
Without providing an elaborate history of my musical theatre obsession and number of shows I've attended, let's just say I feel pretty confident in my semi-professional assessment of Jersey Boys. It was fun. Great fun. It's the perfect show to see when you're in Vegas. Even if you've lost all your money and misplaced your rental car, you're going to leave Jersey Boys in a good mood. It's inevitable.
|I got orchestra seats for the same price as the nosebleeds - online coupons are the way to go.|
But then again, I think my husband once dreamed of marrying a normal girl who didn't drag him to musicals and schedule vacation flights for 7 am.
Reality can be good, too.
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