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Just whinging . . .

The milonga is in a few days. Every dress I put on makes me feel like "mutton dressed as lamb." I feel completely unprepared to actually dance. Reading leaders' posts complaining about their inept/non-musical/awkward followers fills me with dread. I want to wear my fancier shoes - but that would draw attention to my clumsy steps. At least my DH will be giving me a lift home - saving me the half an hour bus ride home in the middle of the night.

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me said…
i am a leader. i understand about inept/non-musical/awkward. but you know what? i treasure a follower who is relaxed (ie comfortable with herself) and predictable.

have fun!
Mari said…
oh thank you - I needed that :-)
Anonymous said…
Please tell me that you're being facetious when you suggest that charlatans who dance with their mouths are defining your life and who you are.
Mari said…
"charlatans who dance with their mouths." - I'm suddenly feeling much better lol and I'm braving the milonga regardless of what anyone says! :-) Thanks a ton for your comment!
Anonymous said…
You go girl!

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