I haven’t done a very good job of keeping you apprised of our dancing adventures, although judging by the overwhelming absence of feedback that hasn’t bothered you much. Nevertheless, it’s important that you know that following our Introduction to Ballroom Dancing class we felt comfortable enough with our newly-acquired skills to sign up for the… Continue reading The Church of the Blessed Box Step
What your ballroom dance instructor will never tell you, especially if she’s a woman.
Halfway through the course, and back to square one.
Ballroom dancing is harder than it looks. Especially if your corduroy doesn’t rub.
One of the advantages of growing up in a small-town Southern Baptist Church is that I had a built-in excuse to avoid a particularly distasteful rite of passage for junior high boys: ballroom dancing classes. While many of my Methodist and Presbyterian and Catholic friends were dressing up in uncomfortable shoes and putting on coats… Continue reading Shall We Dance?