Tuesday, February 8, 2005
Last week at the audition, they were dazzled by my soaring jete's and my never-ending pieroutttes. So I made the team.
This week, we begin to learn our first "Dance."
Ahem...
OK, I've never considered much of anything I've seen on MTV to be "Dancing." It's a bunch of sex with your clothes on. That is not my idea of dance, and when I come across any crap like that, first my jaw drops, then I change the channel. That's just not my definition of dancing. I do not spread my legs and grab my crotch when I dance. Anyone who does that needs serious help. That is not dance. That is acting out. (I showed John the "dance" when we got home. When I was done, he took a long drink of water.) The lady who taught us the dance told us that it's [stolen choreography] from the Christina Aguilera video "Dirty." Never have seen it, and I'm apalled that people not only watch it, but pause, rewind, and MEMORIZE the choreography. Sickening.
Ballet is more my style.
So I'll have to beg out of this new "dance" troupe.
Thankfully there is a legitimate dance studio in Ramstein Village that I've been meaning to visit. I guess I'll make that my new scene when I feel like bustin' a move.
posted by Angela Marie at 8:04 PM
