The Heathers is coming to Broadway. And I’m about to pee my pants because of it.
If you haven’t seen it The Heathers, then you probably weren’t obessed with Clueless. Or Mean Girls. Or even 1996’s classic The Craft, which inspired my 10-year-old girlfriends and I to play with Ouija boards at my birthday party sleepover. Screw Barbies. We were trying to be bitchin’ witches.
Can’t wait for The Heathers to make a cult-following return under the stage lights.
trip to NYC. Done.