My dance teacher has suggested that I enter my first dance competition in the beginning of April and with that comes the need for a proper dress, all flowy and floaty, with those tasselly lengths of material hanging from your wrists, covered in boat-load crystals.
But these things are made to measure ~ these things have built in bust-cups and panties (!!) … Continue reading Being Measured … From Front to Back..!
I popped in to the vineyard on Upper Street for dinner before my dance class this evening as I was ridiculously early and there was no way I was going to try and struggle home and back out again given the tube strikes. A massive picture of Dali is painted on one wall, staring down. I have no idea why, it doesn’t tie into anything else – but regardless it makes me smile on the rare occasions I come in.
In the end I was too tired to make my dance class and headed home.
At Baker Street Tube, on the platform there are Sherlock Holmes’ silhouettes made out of millions of tiny other silhouettes, well maybe hundreds.
It’s my dance-friend’s Trix’s 30th birthday … I know young people (!) and they’ve hired a boat …! We’re going to be dancing On. The. Freaking. Thames!! I’m so honoured to be invited.
We set off for Chelsea from Festival Pier at about 7.30pm, then head back down to, I think Greenwich ~ to be honest I barely see any of the scenery as I’m almost constantly on the dancefloor, or watching the fabulous shows that have been organised.
Thank you Trix for including me in your amazing celebrations. xx