It Doesn’t Matter What You Wear, Just As Long As You Are There

Last Saturday was probably the silliest dance-related thing I’ve gone and done in a long time. I was in a parade as a ballroom dancer. Getting to the parade all started at some point back in November. I got a couple text messages from some dance friends telling me that Lord Junior had signed upContinue reading “It Doesn’t Matter What You Wear, Just As Long As You Are There”

The Best Peach Is At The Top Of That Tree

Aside from yesterday, there were a couple of dance things I went to this past week that asked me to try and make my poor white boy hips work like a Latin dancer. It did not go very well, however. Even cumulus clouds were looking down on me and saying that I needed to goContinue reading “The Best Peach Is At The Top Of That Tree”

Know When To Listen, Know What To Listen For

I did actually manage to drag myself out of the house last Saturday night and go to a dance party. Blankets were calling my name really hard when I got done working out that afternoon, and I was super tempted to just give in to that siren song and curl up in a big pileContinue reading “Know When To Listen, Know What To Listen For”

Some Balls Are Held For Charity And Some For Fancy Dress

I went to two different dance parties this weekend. Two very, very, very, very, very… (I think you get my drift) different dance parties. Last Friday I went to a dance party out at the Electric Dance Hall. I hadn’t originally planned on being there that night, but Bony was asking a bunch of usContinue reading “Some Balls Are Held For Charity And Some For Fancy Dress”