Veiled Insults
Apr. 7th, 2004 08:01 amI've decided I'd be a much better belly dancer if it weren't for my body. It just keeps getting in the way. Really. I looove the music, I love the rhythms--I can just feel it in my heart, feel what I want to do, I want to dance, I want to BE the music, then BAM, there's my clunky body. It won't do what I want it to.
Not to mention that damn veil. It is so not an extension of my body.
I know that with enough practice, the technique will come, but still. I want it to happen now. Right now. Then again, I suppose I'm not doing too badly considering I took a class on a lark two years ago. I promptly became addicted. And my bestest girlfriend *ever* takes class with me. I love her, even though she's way more graceful than me.
If anyone out there is looking for something new to do with their body, I highly recommend it. It's a beautiful dance form, very feminine and natural and fun. Plus, you're *supposed* to have hips and belly. You even get to show them off. (See, these are my big ole hips. And my round belly. I can do all sorts of cool things with them. See?)
Not to mention that damn veil. It is so not an extension of my body.
I know that with enough practice, the technique will come, but still. I want it to happen now. Right now. Then again, I suppose I'm not doing too badly considering I took a class on a lark two years ago. I promptly became addicted. And my bestest girlfriend *ever* takes class with me. I love her, even though she's way more graceful than me.
If anyone out there is looking for something new to do with their body, I highly recommend it. It's a beautiful dance form, very feminine and natural and fun. Plus, you're *supposed* to have hips and belly. You even get to show them off. (See, these are my big ole hips. And my round belly. I can do all sorts of cool things with them. See?)
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Date: 2004-04-20 09:11 pm (UTC)I was in a weird situation, though; I was a junior in high school when I started, and there was one other teenager, and then a dozen middle-aged housewives who kept shooting me dirty looks but were otherwise very nice.
They never minded when I jiggled, though. We had a substitute instructor every once in a while; she was the best I've ever seen, and she was at least three-hundred pounds. Loved that woman.
When you try to start up again in college and all your classmates are hundred-pound dance majors...well, my ego is only human.
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Date: 2004-04-21 06:19 pm (UTC)LOL! I hear you. There's only a handful of dancy types in our classes. There's really a nice cross section of womanhood.
And hey, those 100 pound dance majors don't have the proper hippage for this kind of thing. You need to have something to jingle with!