What a delight. Billed as the “sticky-sweet solution to your millennial crisis”, I was expecting something perhaps a little too saccharine for my liking or, ahem, demographic.
But no, the all-female, pop-tastic cabaret, Sugar, is everything Fringe should be about.
You’re in a circus tent. There’s song, there’s dance, there’s ridiculous puns; there’s shimmery fabrics and sequins. You’re engaged and thoroughly entertained.
The sound and script was on point. The script! No, really, it was pretty special.
The actors, hilarious and gorgeous at the same time – each given their moment to shine via their respective craft.
It carries a beautiful message. Shining the spotlight on the power of social media to destroy self-esteem, it’s a fabulous little ditty about regaining self-belief.
As a non-millennial, non-parent of a teenage girl (or boy), I still found it moving and so, so important.
You really do come out – a) smiling and b) thinking every female human should see this. But it’s not just for the girls. The guys – and fully-grown men in the audience – were applauding and cheering the whole way through.
Get your tutu on and be who you’ve always wanted to be.