excuse me but blaine devon anderson wears sweater vests and bowties and eats salad with a knife and fork and he jumps rope and plays with cups and can hula hoop and he sings to his boyfriend in the car and when he’s drunk he’s a little slutty but who isn’t and he smells like raspberries and likes katy perry and p!nk and he has a pocketwatch and he really really likes the d and he owns a lobster sweater and he made a promise ring out of gum wrappers and his eyes crinkle when he laughs and he has emergency juice boxes and likes roxy music and he tries to help everyone and he just wants to be loved and understood and remembered
When Darren Criss emerged from the orchestra pit in his window washer suit, hair slicked back, and purple bow tie perfectly affixed, the roar was deafening. This crowd was here for Darren.
His face was focused as he “read” intently from his companion on this journey - his book bearing the title of the show: How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying. The only sign of nerves was a little tremor in his hand. Once on the ground, Criss was off and running toward success with the crowd behind him, laughing and cheering along.
