Growing up, our definition of the circus was sticky cotton candy fingers, eau de elephant poop, and clown induced nightmares. Super pleasant, right? Needless to say that when we were given the opportunity to attend a performance of Cirque Du Soleil Totem last night, there was a brief moment of hesitation. Fortunately, one of us put on their big girl panties and gave the carny world a second chance (a certain coward shall remain nameless...Megan). Despite it's unfortunate Westport Waterfront location, and increased odds of wheelchair-bound homeless traffic director encounters (true story) we can't stress enough how badly you need to see Totem. Words cannot even begin to describe some of the shit that we witnessed. Buy yourself a ticket, splurge on the $9 booze, and prepare to have your mind blown.
Totem runs tonight through April 24th.
More info here