
The rockstars, the flaming alcohol shots, the wanton women! What’s not to love in the wild wacky world of opera? Big vocal chords, over the top costumes, and women with huge personalities and huger racks. I’ve been a fan since I was 14 and started studying music with this very original hot pink lipstick-wearing former soloist of the Bolshoi Opera. She was very talented and truly frightening. But she made me a better singer and she instilled a lifelong love of opera in me. The louder and more Russian the better.
Tonight’s opera ball was held at the Russian Embassy for the very first time and what a job they did. The preeminent social event of the season here in DC, tonight was a party for the record books. Not only was I pretty excited that my entire conversation was definitely taped by the KGB (including me saying that a rather important media personality was a drunk hussy), but the decorations were SO over the top amazing that I felt like Anna Karenina. First of all, there was fake snow in the courtyard for the entire four hours of the gala with feather-clad ballerinas and acrobats in giant plastic spinning human hamster balls swirling around them. The desserts looked like diamond encrusted FabergĂ© eggs and there were vintage copies of War and Peace that you were tempted to browse but were actually made of cake. Indulgent and divine, with some young stars of the Bolshoi providing the soundtrack. What a treat.
Earlier at the pre-Opera Ball dinner, Senator Leahy told a story about Boris Yeltsin yelling at him for shooting water instead of vodka at a dinner. So at this particular function, I didn’t dare. I downed my vodka like a good little soldier and went to boogie with the high rollers on the dance floor. So hopefully, at 2:55 am as I type this post, I sound kind of sober, because in actuality, I think my liver may be on fire.

The entrance to the spectacular ball at the Russian Embassy.

One of the women in character at the ball. So fun! We should have Russian sprites all over the city all the time.

The ice bar! Full of vodka and caviar and oysters etc. I ate so much caviar, I feel like the contents of my stomach is worth millions.




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