framed moments: A Love Letter to Broadway
Who needs wallpaper when your memories double as art? Each frame on my wall feels like an encore from nights I never wanted to end.
Nineteen Playbills from my favourite Broadway shows displayed on one of my walls, each one holding a story, a melody, or a memory that still gives me chills.
At the center hangs a caricature I had done at the Moulin Rouge pre-party before the show, a playful little keepsake that ties it all together. And below it, the musical notes of “Come What May”.
It’s more than just décor; it’s a love letter to the stage and all the nights that left me inspired, humming, and a little starry-eyed
