It saved time to get ready in the dressing room but there were no bath tubs. Her shoulder was a little tight and the massage from Crystal McCleary had given some relief but she still felt like laying in a warm bath for hours. The show had gone well. Now she had to get herself moving for the late night fete Roddy and Luciana were throwing for the Whitneys. She turned off the water and stepped out of the shower.
The dressing room was almost deserted.
She sat at her dressing table and slathered cream on her face. She had been offered her own private dressing room upon becoming the star of La Cirque du Celestial but it had seemed too prima donna for her taste. Besides she liked the busy bustle before a show. She liked the camaraderie with the women even with the occasional spats and fits of jealousy. She knew most of the women envied her situation, but generally it was a friendly environment. She herself had envied Luciana at one time. She hoped she wouldn’t try to hang on as long as Luciana had.
