That was completely and utterly transcendent and amazing. That was the happiest few hours of my life. I think it was the happiest few hours in the lives of everyone who was there tonight. The karma inside the Hollywood Bowl was amazing. There was some dude wandering around the area where I was sitting giving people chocolate cake because they’d just given him all this extra cake for no reason at the restaurant. That’s some pretty good karma. I like to think that you, Rufus, created that karma, by sheer virtue of being completely amazing and fabulous and beautiful in every single way. I cried because it was so wonderful. I cried because it was so funny. I called Emily in Canada to tell her how excited I was. It was just super amazing and there really are no words. Everything was just so exciting and alive. My favourite part was all of it.

(I would also like to add that one of the best moments in my entire life was when Puttin’ on the Ritz started, and the two extraordinarily fabulous types sitting beside me launched into an impersonation of the monster in Young Frakenstein, probably one of the most important musical moments in cinematic history.)

I love you, Rufus. Forever.

Eternally yours,

Alexandra

Oh, and:

Dear The Hollywood Bowl,

You make really great popcorn. Being the girl who often skips dinner on nights when she is going to the movies so that she can eat more popcorn because she loves it that much, I should know.

A.