I'm lucky enough to have been invited to several weddings recently, and greedily I want to go to more. Or maybe I just need to start a Saturday night 80s disco for my friends. Its the dancing that I want to do more of - I can really feel how I leave my troubles behind whilst I have a good boogie. Last night I danced until I was told I was embarrassingly sweaty, then I went and washed my armpits (this is so much easier in a sleeveless dress than it would be in a shirt. I'm glad I'm not a bloke). Then I returned to the dance floor. Sometimes I was the only one - that gave me loads of space for my most uninhibited moment of the night where I did gestures along to Paul Simon's verse on angels in the architecture :-) There was a live band for most of it, they were great. I also danced heartily with a bloke I'd just met, with friends I've danced with before, with my boyfriend, and perhaps best of all, copied moves of his little God daughter, which involved a lot of bouncing.
I need to incorporate more dancing in my life and the next wedding isn't til May. Time to plan something else.
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