Mr. Michael is our King. He is married to the lovely Shannon, both in the play and in real life, she's the curly headed one with the beautiful laugh. Just on stage, Laura, the young blonde, is his mistress. 
Here is a shot of them on stage (with others). The King has just given his mistress to his eldest son. She's not to pleased about this, and so has pulled a concealled knife. I do love the ladies costumes.
Jane does a great job, putting in extensions for Laura and dressing Shannon's wig. Here they all are in the ladies' dressing "tent" (a curtained off section of the green room). She also has to tie them into her dresses, so she has gotten extra close to these ladies. Anyway, a little more about our three lovers. They have a very good backstage relationship considering the harm they commit to each other in the name of love on the stage. My hat is off to them for their performances and their professionalism. Just as people I like them very much.
Michael takes very good care of any floral arrangements that happen to be backstage, which is very nice as they tend to just rot. He does like the ladies, so if you are looking good, you can count on a compliment, or at least comment from Michael. And he makes a mean pulled pork.
Shannon has Michael wrapped around her little finger, in the cutest way possible, like she couldn't care one way or the other, but he is utterly devoted. She is enviously tall and slim, fabulous legs. But the best part is her physicality. Some tall girls are gangly and some have dancer like poise, Shannon can seamlessly go from one to the other. It makes her a great physical comedian backstage. You can always count on a good laugh from her. And I love how curly her hair comes our when she takes off her wig.
Laura is the baby of the cast. A mere 22, oh wait she had a birthday, it's 23 now. She tends toward gullible, and yet that is part of her dewey eyed freshness that makes her so adorable. She got this role right out of college, so it's a big break. We are proud of her, but really just love having her backstage. I especially do because she is almost as big a hamm as Rawson.
Whenever a camera comes out these two perk up and put on a cheesy or silly face.
Why are closed-eye pictures always so funny?
The circumstances don't matter:
Alone.
With a friend.
Or in a group.
She's the cheesiest.
Or peanuttiest.
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