Oh deary. I may have to stop coming to dance class. Not because everyone else is amazing and has been dancing for years, or that I stand out like a sore thumb, or due to the fact in all honesty I kinda suck at choreography…Those are all silly reasons to stop making Mondays my favorite day of the week. You, Mr. choreographer are beaaaauuuuttiffful. Inside and out. Please stop making me nervous so I can look half decent throwing my gangly self into hip hop poses. —Red
This article appears in Jan 31 – Feb 6, 2013.

