How ripping! A saucy French maid doing the Charleston with a handsome chap in tennis whites sets the scene for the most delightful escapism in town: Matthew White’s gossamer-light revival of Sandy Wilson’s 1953 love letter to the Roaring Twenties. It was once the third-longest-running stage musical, and boosted Julie Andrews’ career on Broadway.
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