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The Things I Pick Up from Guest Teachers
I had been dressing up more for classes just because I really do romanticise being in a dance studio (I'm from the 70s/80s, remember--Fame, Flashdance, White Nights, All That Jazz). I'd been fussing with shorts and fishnets, and then Michelle taught her class with the feet cut out of her tights and I had an AHA!
All That Jazz:
Michelle's class, with Michelle in the front in pink and fishnets:
Me today shortly before my private students showed up:
Imagine being me and being "too old to dance" (I turn 45 next Tuesday) and finally getting to dress up like all your fucked up heroes in those movies. It's a beautiful thing.
All That Jazz:
Michelle's class, with Michelle in the front in pink and fishnets:
Me today shortly before my private students showed up:
Imagine being me and being "too old to dance" (I turn 45 next Tuesday) and finally getting to dress up like all your fucked up heroes in those movies. It's a beautiful thing.