Showing Off

Originally posted on Friday March 4th - after class on Thursday March 3rd.


I know I made you wait for it this time, but I got home kinda late and just wanted to shower and fall into bed. 

I actually wanted to go to class tonight even though my belly was still sticking out like I was carrying twins.

I can't remember the exact number of women, but I know there was one guy from second company in class. I think there were 9 of us total, but I was kinda relieved to have people in class. I love MDB and all, but it was scary to have my first private ballet instruction be sorta impromptu. My desire to do everything right and knowing that I don't have the technical ability to do everything right had an all out war on Tuesday.

I line up in the Young One's spot (again -don't worry - she wasn't there). And MDB gives us our usual plie combination, but she skipped the releve part - but I can't remember if that's a function of it being fundamentals or just an oversight. I don't remind her :)

We move through our plies to be hit with two different tendu combinations - nothing overly difficult but unexpected is fair to say - so we do some pointing and flexing business with some plies to keep my little neurons firing. We head into degages then rond de jambes then frappes. We skip the usual barre stretch in between and go straight into battements. The battement combination wasn't so treacherous but I still manage to screw it up.

We finish barre stretchs and then we can get water or stretch some more. Since I've stretched out a bit, I decide to stretch my thighs and hips for a turkish drop. Feeling really good about my ability to do one - I go into a slow turkish drop. I have the whole class' undivided attention after that. Everyone is now sitting on the floor. I tell them that we (Hipnotic) do those (turkish drops) out of turns sometimes. MDB walks back into the room and she wants to know why we are all on the floor. Feeling a little like brushing my shoulders off (confident and slightly cocky), I volunteer to show her my 'circus' trick. And viola - second turkish drop with a little more speed.

Second company guy and MDB both say the same thing: You should go to Modern dance class.

We move to echappes - and my arms are ALMOST right this time. Three of us have 'floaty' arms instead of sharp ones. So the last rounds of jumps, I just work on the arms instead of jumping.

We move into our adagio and Lil L keeps moving closer and closer to me in the process. She's a little taller than MDB -possibily the same weight. She's fairly young and apparently has NO IDEA that she is about to get too close to a sleeping tiger (YES! THAT WOULD BE ME.) So before we actually perform the adagio, I politely ask her to move out of arms reach of me.  "Oh, sorry. I seem to move forward during the marking." Lil L says. "That's fine. As long as you remember to MOVE BACK." I say and smile.

Menty: That was kinda bitchy....

Side Bar: I didn't say Step Off Bitch - that's as good as it's getting today....

Lil L seems to keep moving towards me. Before I lose my temper and embarrass her in class, I offer her my spot in the front left corner. She looks a little hesitant to accept, but for her own safety and my desire NOT to maim her little ass - I walk pass her to her spot. She moves quickly out of my way to the front spot and does a GREAT job of staying there. We manage to get through the floor combinations and traveling floor combinations without any other 'space' incidents.

But seriously, I totally loved the look on everyone's faces when I did a turkish drop....everyone responded with a collective jaw drop. I might not get ballet, but I sure as hell get Tribal belly dancing :)

If you are interested in seeing what I do: www.hipnoticdance.com -and check us out on our youtube channel.

I wonder if our 30 minute tv special is still playing in Evanston....(Yes, I'm showing off :))

 ·  · Share · Delete