...that I like dancing. Now, before you get all excited and want to take me to some dance studio or club so I can show off my *cough* skills, let me clarify what I mean. I don't like to GO dancing, but I like to watch OTHER PEOPLE dance. I realized this tonight as I was standing outside at the Music Hall at Fair Park and they had some cloggers/tap dancers performing. I just really like the way people can show their excitement, love, sadness, joy, etc. through movement. I should have known I had this great love when I discovered the movie Strictly Ballroom (thankyouverymuch Emily...you introduced me to the wonderful and talented Baz Luhrman) and it quickly became one of my favs as well as Billy Elliot, Swing Kids, and Dirty Dancing. I should have known of my great love when I watched Footloose for the 8,738,950,995 time and thought I could recreate the dance scene where Ren dances in the mill all by himself (no, I didn't do it justice, and no I won't ever, ever, ever attempt it again). I should have known when I watched Hairspray for the first time and fought really hard to not get up and "Run and Tell That". Why has it taken me so long to realize this?
And just so you all know, yes, I have danced slow dances by myself in my robe in my apartment on Valentine's Day before. Is that sharing too much? I don't care! I love dancing...even though I don't do it well, watching other people makes me happy, so dance on all you Kevin Bacon lovers! Dance on!
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Girl! you do too have skills! I love kevin bacon and i love to dance all by myself or with the kids too, just so long as no one is watching. It's so much fun and makes us smile and laugh :)
Dancing is awesome. That is all I have to say.
wow.. I'm certainly not this evolved... I still hate dances and dancing.
Rhia Jean, you are a dancing queen! Don't you love the rhyme there? Anyways . . . you make me smile. Dance, dance, dance . . . just like Napoleon D.
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Ok, remember that "dance" scene from Flight of the Conchords that made fun of Footloose? Yeah, that was great. You're great. I love that you told us that you dance slow songs alone in your robe. That's great!
It's what I miss most since graduating from college. Once a dancer, always a dancer...only now I'm trapped in this pregnant lady's body and my mambo just ain't what it used to be. Sigh. So swing out, sister. I would too if I could. :)
I remember hearing that you should go to dances as a single because that's where the single people go. The problem with that is A) I don't like dancing and B) If you meet someone by dancing, they'll expect you to dance once married.
I never found anyone interesting at a dance, though, so no worries. It's not like it's a great place to talk to people.
If I had to dance, I think I'd prefer the old style formal dances from the Jane Austen era. At least it doesn't look like you're having a seizure and there's a proper way to do it, instead of just making crap up.
By the way, you should go search "History of Dance" on YouTube. It's this guy dancing all these different dance forms from the last thirty years. It's pretty funny.
Matt was reading me this blog outloud and my first thought was "WHAT?". Then he continued, and I understood. I love to pretend that I can dance. My dad used to "Dance" for exercise. He would put on his music and dance around the basement for 30 minues. He wasn't any good, but he sure enjoyed it.
I went to a sing a long of Hairspray in the movie theater. I sang, and I wanted to dance, so I bought the version of the movie where they teach you the dance steps. It's hard and I suck, but don't think I haven't tried when Matt is gone and Will is asleep. Oh, and Will LOVES to dance. Dance on Rhia. Go You.
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