I used to be a great dancer on the floors of 3.2 clubs back in the 80’s. Oh, yeah, I had the moves. I was all decked out in the slouch boots, mini dress with a hip belt. Looking like a Madonna knock off. I had the mile high bangs and bangles. Good times.
I don’t know what I would now days if a good song came on and I felt like dancing. I’m not even talking about in front of someone; I mean alone. Just me, the house and my headphones. The best I can do is walk across the house to the “beat” while I’m cleaning. Pathetic.
What if I wanted to go to a concert? What would I do? Stand there and just clap? Are you going to a concert you ask? Well, no, but if I was…. I love to worry about things that aren’t happening. I do have to be prepared for every situation you see.
So if I did have tickets to a concert to… I don’t know, to someone like…oooh I don’t know…Adam Lambert? Do I go on YouTube and look for a how to dance video? Yes, I do. The only problem is they are all for young women. While I do feel young at heart I don’t think the rest of the world sees me quite in the same light.
I need to figure out how to move in a mature but not “mature” manner . God, that last sentence made me sound old.
I’ve got it! Can I just do the old sway with a lighter move? Do you think that will that pass as dancing?
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