Em Rusciano

That’s it. I’ve got nothing left in the tank. We did it. My heart is broken and full all at the same time. I have so much to say and so many people to thank and I absolutely will. But not now, the post last show tears have set in and I must allow them to flow. Speak soon, live, laugh, love and best wishes, Emelia Rachel Rusciano ❤️

Sydney, you up? What’s going on tonight? Will I see you at the state theatre for the last Addicted to Love show? There’s still time to make the snap adhd fuelled decision to just YOLO it and come. You know you wanna. See you soon, let’s do this and do it hard and well. ❤️

Melbourne!! Fu***ng incredible!! To my band and crew I am crying as I write this. You fu***ng pulled it out for me and I am so grateful. Mitch Cairns with once day to learn the show and having no idea what you were in for - YOU FU***NG NAILED IT. So good. Olivia Nathan and Lucy Gransbury the support and love I have felt from you these past few days will never be forgotten. Sean Riley Donehue my ride or die, bitch thank you - just thank you. Joshua Albert you live in the pocket and go hard, thanks for always saying yes. Peron Lan best slaymastet in the bizzz. Thanks to Vincie for just being a weapon in general. To Gem Evans our ring mistress from afar - well bloody done.

Melbourne tonight’s the night. I know school holidays started today, I know there’s footy concerts on, I know it’s the end of the week - so the fact that thousands of you have chosen to come and see me tonight means A GREAT DEAL. Prepare to laugh until something hurts, maybe have an epiphany or two and certainly leave a bit lighter than when you arrived. See you soon my home town divas. ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Apparently, some of you still have questions about Addicted to Love. Is it anti-men? Can you come alone? Can you wear pyjamas? Will your husband survive? Let’s clear this up.

Melbourne is THIS FRIDAY. Sydney is THIS SATURDAY. Then the tour is over.

Welcome to the brutally honest FAQs:

“Is it just an angry divorced woman yelling about men?”

No. I don’t hate men. It would have saved me a lot of time if I did.
This show is about all kinds of love and how we show up inside them. It may also help men understand the women they love, thereby improving our lives and, by extension, civilisation.

“Is it an angry divorced ladies’ convention?”

No. Although that is an excellent business idea and I will be looking into it.

“Can I bring my partner?”

Yes. Please do. You don’t need to brief him or construct an emotionally accessible PowerPoint.
Get him into the seat. I’ll do the heavy lifting.

“Can I come alone?”

Obviously. Women come to my shows alone and leave with new friends, phone numbers and occasionally a fully functioning support group.You will feel like you’ve found your people.

“Can I bring my grandmother?”

Absolutely. My record is four generations from one family at a single show.I believe Melbourne or Sydney can give me five.

“What should I wear?”

Whatever makes you feel excellent.
We’ve had ball gowns, wedding dresses, pyjamas, leopard print and every point between “opening night” and “I escaped the house.”

“What if I already saw it in Newcastle or Thirroul?”

Come again. There have been developments. If you know, you know. The show has evolved, I have updates, and you may now know exactly who needs to come with you.

The show is glorious. Audiences have laughed, cried, sung, and experienced several medically significant breakthroughs.
If you’ve been meaning to book, later is now. This is the final weekend, so let's do this. You're doing it aren't you?! I KNEW IT!
How exciting, you've just made plans to see me in a few days!

MELBOURNE
Friday 18 September
Palais Theatre

SYDNEY
Saturday 19 September
State Theatre

(Info in the comments, but if you Google Em Rusciano Palais and/or Em Rusciano State Theatre, magic happens!)

Now tell me: did any of those answers get you over the line?
I need to know if the Meta bros have accidentally used their own algorithm to fill two theatres with women learning to stop abandoning themselves for men.

Imagine spending billions building a global surveillance machine, only for it to promote female self-actualisation in leopard print.

The algorithm has betrayed the patriarchy.

You love to see it.

I have taken on my final boss form, “terrifying yet loving Italian mother of girlfriend” Don’t f**k it up boys, I’ll be watching. And waiting. I have a very particular set of skills..