Circus Life, Under The Big Top World*

I didn’t grow up in the circus. I spent my childhood doing gymnastics in a leisure centre (like a local Y). From the ages of four to sixteen, I practiced running through the reception area to get to the vault and to land every dismount while attempting to avoid hitting a cinder block wall.  I was a gymnast with a giant smile, long hair and unpointed toes.

Giving up gymnastics was not easy. I tried briefly to get into trampolining. Turns out trampolining is much harder than you’d think.

I did eventually leave the sport, went to university, and came away with a Law degree and a Masters in Sociology.  I returned to my home town and started a business with my family.  Other than yoga, I had not been doing any sports or challenging physical activity for a number of years.  I’d started to miss it.  On a whim, I signed up for an adult flying trapeze class at the local circus school.  And I was hooked.

Over the next few years I completely immersed myself in the world of circus.  Soon, I was lucky enough to be asked to join a circus company where I tried out everything I could: flying trapeze, swinging trapeze, rope, silks, hoop, acrobalance. I started to book gigs and was even earning a little money from it. I had discovered an entire world and I was lost to it.

I started to get more and more work and was lucky enough to do a series of corporate jobs, a tour of the UK and even a few big commercials.  Meanwhile, unbeknownst to me, my mother had posted a video of mine on YouTube [there you go, Mum… debt acknowledged].

Cirque du Soleil contacted me shortly thereafter about a job, and within two weeks of that phone call, I was in Las Vegas on contract with The Beatles’ LOVE at the Mirage Hotel and Casino.  What was supposed to be four months became four fantastic years.  I am still in Vegas and now performing in Le Reve at the Wynn Hotel.

I have a dog and a husband and a closet full of clothes, all of which are important to me in varying degrees (seriously… I have an amazing dog). So that’s me in a nutshell.

A post on stylish nutshells coming soon.

Here’s a pictorial throwback to some gigs and shows along the way:

(I’m holding Garfield in the middle)

You can click here to see a tv commerical I did (note: we were paid to miss the trick).

*Yes… this is a reference to a Journey song.







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