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Admirably Smart

classy: of high class, rank, or grade; stylish; admirably smart; elegant.

I am  inspired by this word and it has a ton more meaning to me than what dictionary.com has to offer. This word is well exhibited in the world of dance, as well as fashion. This word means holding yourself to a certain standard for yourself and not specifically for other people. If they do see they might use this term to describe you.

The classy body language could be one portrayed in ballet or a form of elegant dance, but who’s to say we aren’t dancing through our daily lives already. Posture is a key to unlock the amazing feelings our body’s have to offer. As you walk your head is held above pulled back shoulders and a strong heart, and we shall rest there in confidence. A direct line can be drawn from the base of your neck and followed down an erect spine to the buttocks. While keeping this in mind we tend to do things naturally more elegant.

A posh appearance is on the well furnished being. Fine work that is worn well in lovely patterns and  materials this world has to offer. The rewards of tedious great work comes easily if done enough times. Then we should live in the luxury, while striving for our next victories. Provided with the necessary, we should be using and giving in great amounts as well as holding ourselves to our standard.

We don’t have to speak to hold on to our classiness as our bodies already tell of this.

I am fascinated by the positioning of bodies in this modern world. So many positions have been  created, we are such artistic beings.

To be chic. When you look up, the image of where your going is more clear. A quiet gaze of confidence will not go unnoticed.

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I would like to make a shout out to all you sexy-fies.

Hot and dangerous
If you’re one of us, then roll with us
‘Cause we make the hipsters fall in love
When we’ve got our hotpants on enough
And yes, of course we does
We’re running this town just like a club
And no, you don’t wanna mess with us
Got Jesus on my necklace

Got that glitter on my eyes
Stockings ripped all up the side
Looking sick and sexy-fied
So let’s go-oh-oh, let’s go!

Tonight we’re going har-har-har-har-har-hard
Just like the world is our-our-our-our-our-ours
We’re tearin’ it apar-par-par-par-par-part
You know we’re superstars
We are who we are

We’re dancing like we’re dumb-dumb-du-du-du-dumb
Our bodies go numb-numb-nu-nu-nu-numb
We’ll be forever young-young-y-y-y-young
You know we’re superstars
We are who we are!

DJ turn it up
It’s about damn time to live it up
I’m so sick of being so serious
It’s making my brain delirious

I’m just talkin’ truth
I’m telling you ’bout the shit we do
We’re sellin’ our clothes, sleepin’ in cars
Dressin’ it down, hittin’ on dudes, hard

I’ve got that glitter on my eyes
Stockings ripped all up the side
Looking sick and sexy-fied
So let’s go-o-o (Let’s go!)

Tonight we’re going har-har-har-har-har-hard
Just like the world is our-our-our-our-our-ours
We’re tearin’ it apar-par-par-par-par-part
You know we’re superstars
We are who we are

We’re dancing like we’re dumb-dumb-du-du-du-dumb
Our bodies go numb-numb-nu-nu-nu-numb
We’ll be forever young-young-y-y-y-young
You know we’re superstars
We are who we are

DJ turn it up-up-up-up-up-up-up
DJ turn it up-up-up-up-up-up-up
DJ turn it up-up-up-up-up-up-up
DJ turn it up-up-up-up-up-up-up

Tonight we’re going har-har-har-har-har-hard
Just like the world is our-our-our-our-our-ours
We’re tearin’ it apar-par-par-par-par-part
You know we’re superstars
We are who we are

We’re dancing like we’re dumb-dumb-du-du-du-dumb
Our bodies go numb-numb-nu-nu-nu-numb
We’ll be forever young-young-y-y-y-young
You know we’re superstars
We are who we are

Thank you kesha.


Flower Power

Started out something like this.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Went something like that.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Last week I received a single white rose already budded cut off the bush, so clearly it was on it’s way to dying right?

NO, before I could let this happen right before my eyes, I got this urge to extend the life of this natural aging flower. And why underestimate the possible?

My intent: to extend the life of the cut-off-the-bush flower with love and affection.

I immediately put it in purified mountain water and set it in a glass mug on my desk. That whole rest of the day I would look at it lovingly. I would say things like, “I love you”, touching it’s petal and telling it how simply beautiful and soft it was; “You are SO SWEET, YOU SMELL DELICIOUS, YOU MAKE MY DESK LOOK GOOD”, etc.

Sadly I had to leave it for two days for the weekend, but when I came back Monday I continued to communicate with the rose. Amazingly, it was still as alive as the first time I saw it.

On Tuesday I noticed it had bloomed a bit more than it’s original state. I was so excited I said, “Thank you!”, and encouraged it to feel free to grow even more.

It continued blooming more and more throughout the whole week and finally got to it’s full potential within the circumstances of the glass mug it was living out of. It had fully bloomed.

So Reader, perfect proof is in the experiment.

Give love and watch things grow.


Twirl and Hurl

Twirling is like a drug.

If you do too much of it you get sick and twisted.

you like to do it with other people because it makes you feel cooler when someone else is watching/ doing it with you.

You might see funny things after trying.

You feel the love when someone is holding your hand while doing.

Your body becomes off balance.

You feel like your flying and can’t stop once you get your momentum up.

Endorphin rush.

It’s true. You can be sober and get a high off of it.

Say BOO to drugs,

and WOO for twirling.


A stylized pattern of movements performed by an animal

dance

–verb (used without object) 

1. 

to move one’s feet or body, or both, rhythmically in a pattern of steps, esp. to the accompaniment of music.
2. 

to leap, skip, etc., as from excitement or emotion; move nimbly or quickly: to dance with joy.
3. 

to bob up and down: The toy sailboats danced on the pond.
–verb (used with object) 

4. 

to perform or take part in (a dance): to dance a waltz.
5. 

to cause to dance: He danced her around the ballroom.
6. 

to cause to be in a specified condition by dancing: She danced her way to stardom.
–noun 

7. 

a successive group of rhythmical steps or bodily motions, or both, usually executed to music.
8. 

an act or round of dancing; set: May I have this dance?
9. 

the art of dancing: to study dance.
10. 

a social gathering or party for dancing; ball: Was he invited to the dance?
11. 

a piece of music suited in rhythm or style to a particular form of dancing: He liked the composer’s country dances.
12. 

Animal Behavior . a stylized pattern of movements performed by an animal, as a bird in courtship display, or an insect, as a honeybee in indicating a source of nectar.
13. 

the dance, ballet, interpretive dancing, and other dancing of an artistic nature performed by professional dancers before an audience.
These are all of the definitions of dance pulled from Dictionary.com. Which definition fits you best? Or do you have your own definition? Because we are human, I believe it is vital for us to do some form of dance in our daily lives, and perhaps we already do unnoticingly.
Does anyone ever wish you could go through your daily life to the sound of music? A new song for every occasion, every mood and situation; Zip-a-dee-dooda, whistle while you work. It probably wouldn’t be as special after a while, but dang that would be FUN. People who dance professionally, i believe, know the benefits, earned excellence, and excitement all too well that it brings to our world. Dancing brings you back to life if your tired. It’s true! If you feel sluggish and/or lethargic push yourself to get up and move your bod to some music! Even tapping your foot to it can give you a lift. So many health improvements! Endorphins are released your body gets toned, your toxins get sweat out. Most of us dancers don’t even realize this until we even think about it, because it’s such a mindful, in the moment experience.
As a dancer, I have done many styles of dance. Each style has a different but very special expression that you have to learn and create with your body movements, style of dress, facial expressions, music genre, etc. All from different cultures and ethnicities, passed down from generation to generation; legends and myths that are told, but all through the body. Even in the clubs you can see some culture! Rap culture- long white tees, saggy pants girls in tiny dresses with cleveges popping out to the full extent, stilettos, some of the sexiest get up i have ever seen. Body movements like grinding butts and fronts all up on your gangster. With any kind of dance, (some more “proper” than others) i believe there’s a style for everyone that makes them feel their best. Whether watching or doing, passion or not, you will get your vitality.
Thank you for reading. and one more thing sang best by Lee Ann Womack=)

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they’re worth taking
Lovin’ might be a mistake
But it’s worth making
Don’t let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance