The Greatest Show on Earth (Cover your eyes)

So I went to the circus the other night. My last trip to the circus was when I was about five. My memories of that experience are random and incomplete. I recall the animals, the clowns and the colors. And I also remember the odors. Much of the blame goes to the elephants and big cats. But I have to believe that some credit gets pinned on the performers. So 29 years later, the odors haven't changed, I'm less afraid of the clowns (but not much), and I still enjoy the sites and sounds.
I had a great time and I left pondering how amazing the entire show was. I expected it to last an hour to an hour and a half. The show was two and a half hours long. I can't point out any part of it the circus I didn't enjoy . . . save one. Earlier that day I was listening to the radio. One of the radio hosts mentioned the very tight costumes worn by the female acrobats and dancers; he also mentiond the disturbingly form fitting costumes worn by the men. He wasn't wrong. I wasn't looking for it, but sure enough . . . Having never worn 'stretchy pants' (and without any plan on doing so) I can't say how convenient they might be for the stunts and tricks they peform. And seeing how I don't attend the circus very often, averaging one trip every 16 years or so, I'm making a bigger issue of this than is necessary.
In summary: circus, good. Costumes, not good. All in all I had a great time and I actually do look forward to going the next time the circus comes to town.