This Weekend in Tango.
This weekend in tango! Imagine that in a nice newsreel voice. "This WEEKEEEEEND...in TAAAANGOOOOOO."
No, really, here's a rundown of a few tango events recently. Enjoy my shame! And my squee.
1. Had a fantastic dance with an excellent lead; I'd danced with him once or twice before, clearly pity dances. This time, he seemed pleased with my overall performance, which I only figured out when he asked me for a second tanda later in the evening. OH HAAAAAAY.
2. Then he stepped on my pants.
3. Nothing happened, though! We didn't fall over, and he didn't even need to adjust the step.
4. I just need to maybe hem my pants some.
5. Awkward.
6. Saw the guy who claimed to have taught me ocho cortaaaaado. He tried to give me the come-on, and I shot him the kind of glare you only see in Lauren Bacall movies. He didn't ask after that.
7. I hope he wasn't watching when the pants thing happened.
8. Near the end of the night, I led Vasquez. I've been leading my teacher, but Vasquez is a whole different animal. I couldn't breathe, and twice I led her in giros and couldn't figure out what foot she was on coming out of it and had to walk to the cross to get back in place, and basically thought I would die.
9. She let me lead her nearly two whole songs before she left to queue up the tanda. I think this is praise, only because I believe that if I were truly terrible she would not have hesitated to slap me in the face and tell me never to dance again.
10. Maybe she just liked my pants.
11. I just like them better than skirts, though! Less risk of pantiness!
12. Yes, pantiness is a word. You hush.
No, really, here's a rundown of a few tango events recently. Enjoy my shame! And my squee.
1. Had a fantastic dance with an excellent lead; I'd danced with him once or twice before, clearly pity dances. This time, he seemed pleased with my overall performance, which I only figured out when he asked me for a second tanda later in the evening. OH HAAAAAAY.
2. Then he stepped on my pants.
3. Nothing happened, though! We didn't fall over, and he didn't even need to adjust the step.
4. I just need to maybe hem my pants some.
5. Awkward.
6. Saw the guy who claimed to have taught me ocho cortaaaaado. He tried to give me the come-on, and I shot him the kind of glare you only see in Lauren Bacall movies. He didn't ask after that.
7. I hope he wasn't watching when the pants thing happened.
8. Near the end of the night, I led Vasquez. I've been leading my teacher, but Vasquez is a whole different animal. I couldn't breathe, and twice I led her in giros and couldn't figure out what foot she was on coming out of it and had to walk to the cross to get back in place, and basically thought I would die.
9. She let me lead her nearly two whole songs before she left to queue up the tanda. I think this is praise, only because I believe that if I were truly terrible she would not have hesitated to slap me in the face and tell me never to dance again.
10. Maybe she just liked my pants.
11. I just like them better than skirts, though! Less risk of pantiness!
12. Yes, pantiness is a word. You hush.
1 comment:
Hi, La Planchadora!
I've enjoyed your tango posts! Check out mine if you want:
www.thetangojungle.blogspot.com
Take care, and happy tango-ing!
Evie
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