Every now and then, one stumbles across an image that makes one's failure to pursue a career in theatre feel like a funeral without a body.
Today, this is that image.
Lansbury. Everett. Andrews. Backstage last night on the Broadway production of Blithe Spirit. If a more sublimely luvvie-ish photo has been taken in the past 24 hours, you are formally charged with producing it. The rest is silence.
