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I’ll admit it—I’ve never watched an episode of The Real Housewives. So, heading into Hell in a Handbag’s latest holiday production inspired by the series, I braced myself for a barrage of references that might slip past me. Turns out, I caught the vibe almost instantly—and once I did, the jokes flew fast and furious.

So, after a bit of research - for anyone else walking in blind - The Real Housewives is a reality TV juggernaut that blends glamour, intrigue, and high-stakes drama into a cultural phenomenon - and yes, the claws can come out. For nearly twenty years, the franchise has captivated audiences with its blend of luxury lifestyles, fiery confrontations, and unforgettable personalities - cementing its place as one of the most influential and enduring phenomena in modern pop culture. What began in Orange County soon spread to New York City, Atlanta, New Jersey, and beyond. But thanks to Hell in a Handbag, it was only a matter of time before The Real Housewives set up shop at the North Pole. That’s right - The Real Housewives of the North Pole is here.

The North Pole has never looked frostier. When Santa and his circle of high-powered holiday elites find themselves slapped with indictments for fraud, sending shockwaves through the snowy kingdom, the glittering facade of candy-cane wealth begins to crack. Now it falls to the women to rescue their families from looming financial ruin. Though practical survival skills are in short supply, the burden falls squarely on the housewives to rebuild an empire. Years of privilege have left them with closets overflowing in luxurious clothing and jewels, but little else to shield them when their glittering world is suddenly under threat.

In quintessential Handbag camp style, we’re introduced to the housewives who truly matter the most when the holidays roll around. At the heart of the series is Santa’s wife, Ruth Claus (Honey West), freshly embracing sobriety while wrestling with the family finances. Her anchor in the storm is the irresistibly suave Carlos (Taylor Mercado Owen), a sobriety coach whose steady charm keeps her grounded amid the glitter, chaos, and sappy drama of the North Pole. Always on the hunt for drama and the makings of a hit, BRAVO network producer Andy Cohen (David Lipschutz) wastes no time assembling a roster of North Pole divas. Enter Mrs. Samantha Frosty (Robert Williams), Mrs. Gladys Dasher (David Cerda), Clarice, the long-suffering wife of Rudolph (Anna Rose Steinmeyer), and Suzy Snowflake, Jack Frost’s icy better half (Britain Shutters). Once these housewives collide, the antics escalate at lightning speed - each outrageous clash topping the last, turning the show into a blizzard of hilarity and brawls.

As petty catfighting and ditziness reach new heights, make-up artist Cookie (Terry McCarthy) goes to heroic lengths to keep the housewives looking fabulous - even if it requires the occasional power tool. Meanwhile, the poor Production Assistant (Kelly Opalko) can’t catch a break, as no one seems able to remember her name… Petra, maybe?

(front, center) Anna Rose Steinmeyer with (back, l to r) Robert Williams, Taylor Mercado Owen, David Cerda and Britain Shutters in Hell in a Handbag Productions’ world premiere of The Real Housewives of the North Pole.

While visually filling to watch the chaos and absurdity unfold on stage, The Real Housewives of the North Pole also makes clever use of multimedia, employing dual screens to showcase interviews not only with the housewives themselves but also with a parade of special guests - including Santa (Michael Hampton) and Bernice (Ed Jones), the typical “average housewife.”

Amid the whirlwind of onstage action, there’s still another performance that deserves recognition. Stage Manager/Board Operator Conor Frank delivers one of the production’s most quietly dazzling performances, orchestrating an entire symphony of effects from the wings. With remarkable precision, he juggles live foley work and layered audio cues, transforming everyday objects into bursts of comic timing or atmospheric texture. Watching him at the side of the stage is its own kind of theater - an intricate dance of concentration and creativity that underscores the madness onstage.

A genuinely one-of-kind theatre company, Handbag’s comedic talent never fails to impress as their entire ensemble was outstanding, and their uncanny knack for casting ensures each role feels tailor-made. And just in time for the holidays, Hell in a Handbag has pulled it off yet again - another dazzling feather tucked neatly into their fabulously overstuffed cap. With David Cerda’s sharp pen and Tommy Bullington’s spirited direction, The Real Housewives of the North Pole serves up a frosty feast of holiday hilarity that should not be missed.

Recommended for lots of laughs and Handbag-style holiday cheer!

The Real Housewives of the North Pole is being performed at The Clutch Chicago (4335 N. Western Ave) through January 4^th. For tickets and/or more show information, visit www.handbagproductions.org.

*Special note - FOLLIES the Annual Hell in a Handbag 2025 Benefit will be taking place at Ebenezer Lutheran Church in Chicago’s Andersonville neighborhood this Sunday, December 7^th at 5:30pm-9pm. Per Handbag’s site, the evening will include dinner, drinks, entertainment, a raffle and silent auction.

Tickets ($104 general admission, $129.75*) are available (click HERE for tickets). *Prices include processing fees.

Handbag celebrates its 24th year with a very abbreviated production of Follies – performed Hell in a Handbag style! Watch as aging showgirls, draped in sequined desperation, reunite to belt out twisted parodies of Stephen Sondheim's most iconic numbers including “I'm Still Here,” “Losing My Mind,” “Broadway Baby,” “Beautiful Girls” and other favorites It'll be the hits you love and a show you'll desperately try to forget (with apologies in advance to the spirit of Mr. Sondheim).

The entertainment line-up features ensemble members David Cerda, Sydney Genco, Caitlin Jackson, Ed Jones, Lori Lee, David Lipschutz, Stevie Love, T.J. O'Brien, Michael Rashid, Danne W. Taylor and Robert Williams, along with some surprise guests.

There are several new things about PrideArts’ production of A NEW BRAIN, the most obvious being its new venue at the Hoover-Leppen Theatre in Center on Halsted. PrideArts made the most of its former location at 4139 N. Broadway, but this new venue is a boon in many ways. Its location in the Center on Halsted puts PrideArts in the center of the Gayborhood, and the theatre itself is definitely more accessible and comfortable (though last night it was freezing cold!). The spacious lobby provided plenty of room for the Lakeside Pride Woodwind Quintet, part of Chicago's LGBTQ+ music organization, to contribute a lovely prelude.

A NEW BRAIN is a musical whose story was inspired by events in choreographer William Finn’s life. It follows Gordon Schwinn (Dakotta Hagar), a songwriter who collapses suddenly and learns he must undergo brain surgery. Gordon is well attended by nurses Nancy (Britain Shutters) and Richard (Cordaro Johnson), Dr. Berensteiner (Elijah Warfield), and his bestie Rhoda (Caitlin Preuss). His mom, (Michelle McKenzie-Voight) is (naturally) in attendance, but her less-than-therapeutic attitude is made clear in Mother’s Gonna Make Things Fine. Even more abrasive is Gordon’s boss Mr. Bungee (Taylor Bailey), whose demands that Gordon finish writing a song are not conducive to the tranquility prescribed for pre-operative repose. The Minister (Jonas Davidow) is indifferent to Gordon’s being Jewish and simply continues forking out his conventional devotions. Meantime, Gordon’s boyfriend Roger (Beck Hokanson) would rather be Sailing.

And oh yes, for reasons not readily apparent to me, we’re introduced to another major character, one of my favorites: the homeless lady Lisa (Lena Simone).  

I think that’s everyone. Big cast, yeah? And even bigger Production staff, so I’ll just mention the highlights. Jay Espano is Director and Robert Ollis Music Director. Choreographer Britta Schlicht did amazing work, as everyone spent a good deal of their onstage time dancing, and Shawn Quinlan’s costumes were terrific. Gordon’s standard hospital gown was balanced by Mr. Bungee’s brilliant multichromatic garb.  Think about it: how would you dress a six-foot, 250-pound frog? The obvious answer: a gaudy bodysuit striped with every color imaginable.

The first half of A NEW BRAIN provided a clue as to why the theatre was so chilly – the actors were continually running, hopping, and generally cavorting about. A climate comfortable for the audience would have steamed the cast like a pan of broccoli; I just wish I’d brought a jacket!  

A NEW BRAIN is a musical, and all dialogue is sung rather than spoken. I was particularly tickled by Gordo’s Law of Genetics and Poor, Unsuccessful and Fat. The story got more serious with M.R.I. Day and Craniotomy. This was somewhat disorienting, as the production had hitherto been lighthearted comedy, which I believe was its natural métier; it was difficult converting to the gloominess of Brain Dead and A Really Lousy Day in the Universe.  

The high point of the latter half was Lena Simone as the homeless lady. Her signature song, Change, was a brilliant showcase for her marvelous voice. Which is not to dispute the musical caliber of the rest of the cast! One of the things I treasure about these small storefront theaters is how effectively they display Chicago’s extraordinary wealth of theatrical talent. At the major stages of the downtown Theater District – the Goodman or the Nederlander – one  anticipates distinction, but the splendid acting one encounters in the more humble venues is truly remarkable. We are very fortunate here in the Second City!

Incidentally, I feel called to point out (particularly in this context) that “Second City” does not refer to Chicago’s theatrical offerings as ‘second to’ those of New York. Rather, the appellation refers to the ‘second city’ that materialized from the ruins left after the Great Fire of 1871 levelled roughly a third of the city. A fortunate corollary is that the postfire rebuilding opportunities attracted a host of great architects— Louis Sullivan, Dankmar Adler, William Holabird, Daniel H. Burnham, John Wellborn Root, William Le Baron Jenney – whose work still defines the architecture of our lovely Second City.

End of historical circumbendibus – back to A NEW BRAIN.

The entire production, from the masterly actors, accomplished direction, first-rate music … wait a minute, I haven’t even mentioned the band! The A NEW BRAIN band was conducted by Robert Ollis, with Justus Wright on Synthesizer, Eric Grunkemeyer on French Horn, Adam Nigh on Reeds, and Percussion by Benjamin Heppner.

As I was saying (before I so rudely interrupted myself), though the play itself was not, IMHO, worthy of the creator of Into the Woods, the production was top-notch and totally worthy of the occasion. This is high praise indeed from me, as I’m not particularly fond of either musicals or comedies. I chose this show largely to support PrideArts in its splendid new home, and I hope you’ll do the same!

Recommended

*This review is also featured on https://www.theatreinchicago.com/!