This afternoon I had the joy of seeing my old friend — and fellow Asian Broadway baby — Kiki Moritsugu at the Edmonton Fringe Festival. We’ve known each other for literally four decades, and to witness this next chapter of her artistry moved me more than I can say. As Asian kids growing up in the theatre, we were always on the outside looking in, fighting to claim space in an art form that didn’t always feel like ours. And yet here we are — still here, still standing, still telling our stories. A Woman Is… is funny, raw, tender, and deeply human. It is a piece of history and a love letter to the theatre itself. Kiki takes us through the highs and lows of a life onstage — the glamour and the heartbreak, the laughter and the trauma, the resilience and the joy. It’s part Gypsy, part Stage Door, part A Chorus Line, with shades of Terms of Endearment — but it is also entirely her. Classic and old-school, yet modern and grounded. A beautiful, honest performance, full of tradition and love. What shines most is her humour and her heart. She reminds us what it truly means to be an artist: once it’s in you, it never lets you go. The spotlight can break you, but it can also keep you alive. For me, as an artist of color, this show felt like legacy. Kiki’s story is uniquely her own, yet universal in every way. Every theatre lover should see it. Every artist will recognize themselves in it. And everyone will leave empowered by the reminder that our lives, our families, our art — all of it — is worth celebrating. Kiki, my friend, you are radiant. Thank you for this gift. 🎭 Go see A Woman Is…!