The costumes sequins and satins from the rubbish bins of recent history suggest a high school prom queen masquerading as a tart. The songs are renovated memories from as far back as the '20s: rockers like Do You Want to Dance? and Leader of the Pack, smoky laments like Am I Blue?, hubba-hubba novelties like the Andrews Sis ters' Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy. The stage presence is an exuberantly self-aware parody of camp nostalgia and vulgarity: "Now here's another blasto from the pasto! You're gonna like this one 'cuz I shake my tits a lot!"
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