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By Hiya Swanhuyser

Published on March 11, 2008 at 4:20am

Everyone should go to the opera from time to time. We recommend dressing in strange vintage gear when you go, to give your evening sort of a "Natural Born Killers meets Edward Gorey cartoons" feel. See if you can find one of those creepy furs with the animal's head still attached -- the kind that have a clever little clip in the mouth, so when you fasten the thing about your milky white bosom the rodent appears to be biting itself. That would be perfect. Whatever you wear, Giacomo Puccini's 1896 four-act La Bohème -- sung the only way, in Italian with English supertitles -- is your ideal destination. The company presenting it, the San Francisco Lyric Opera, is robust and professional; its productions often feature milky white (also cocoa, caramel, golden apricot, etc.) bosoms, heaving bosoms, bosoms doomed to be stabbed, and many other types of bosom. Better make sure yours looks nice, rat or no rat.
Fri., March 14, 7:30 p.m., 2008