MAN, I FEEL LIKE A WOMAN

last night was one of those rare occasions i danced like a woman.

don't get me wrong...i have never doubted my gender nor harbored thoughts of alternative sexuality.

saturday night just happened to be IT.

i left the calling to the guys and just gave all i had as a follow.

turns out i didn't do too badly. =)

perhaps it was the red halter-tight black pants combo that did the trick...because i had strangers asking me to dance (and that doesn't happen to me often, reasons beyond me).

so how else was last night different?

1) i danced with my slut for more than a couple.

2) i danced the bachata with my slut.

3) philbie and i only had ONE dance...(still a good one, nevertheless ;))

4) this lady came to tell me her friend wanted to dance with me (and i acceded to that request, after buzzing about with philbie).

5) most of my dance partners for the evening wanted me to do shines.

it was probably the last of the list that made me feel the most "female".

i never quite saw myself as being able to hold my own with my shines, though i realized a very important element in "shining" yesterday.

i had to be CHEEKY.

so, with tongue firmly in cheek, i stuck my ass out, did hip rolls, bodywaves and all that jazz.

guess it helped that i was wearing some extremely tight clothing.

if you know me though, this isn't a very glaring part of me.

I AM NOT CHEEKY BY NATURE.

I DON'T WINK AND STICK MY ASS OUT VERY OFTEN.

actually, ashley calls me ANAL.

and so it goes...each dance becomes an act.

because it is only through acting that i can be that fun, groovy dancer.

other than that though, it seems like i'm just plain 'ol me.

and that ain't too bad either. =)