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The Miss Education of Jenna Bush

School starts in less than 24 hours for the wild First Child. Now if you'll excuse her, she has an outfit to pick out.

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Tomorrow is the first day of the rest of Jenna Bush's life. Tomorrow, she'll be standing in front of a classroom full of students, her first day on the job as a responsible teacher. But that's tomorrow. Because tonight, in Melissa Rauch's riotously funny one-woman show, she's still the ditzy, hard-partying wild child whose over-the-top exploits have landed her on every tabloid page. See Jenna drink. See Jenna smoke. Then see Jenna drink some more. Everything is fair game for Rauch, whose merciless mockery doesn't stop with the show's title character. The entire Bush clan gets skewered, from papa George down to twin good-girl sister Barbara. Daddy's friends, like the Cheneys and Dr. Condoleezza Rice, get theirs, too. But the star here is Jenna (or perhaps more accurately, Rauch's outrageous exaggeration). Skipping any bottom-of-the-keg epiphanies, The Miss Education of Jenna Bush is a sarcastic, relentless, mean-spirited but deliciously guilty pleasure.

The Miss Education of Jenna Bush
By Melissa Rauch and Winston Beigel
The Village Theatre
Sat, Aug 13 at 7:30 p.m.; Wed, Aug 17 at 10:45 p.m.; Sun, Aug 21 at noon; Thu, Aug 25 at 7:15 p.m.; Fri, Aug 26 at 2 p.m.


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