Dirty Dancing Blindly into the Sunset
Where is MY Johnny Castle? Where is my summer trip with my family to upstate New York to learn how to Cha-Cha-Cha and Foxtrot? Where is my Johnny Castle? I give up...There is no man in the world who can teach me how to dance, be tough yet have a heart of gold underneath, and fall in love with me. Can't you just hear him. "Nobody puts Dixi in a corner." Unless, of course, it's Dixi herself. I am so hard on myself most of the time that if Johnny Castle did ask me to dance after I carried a watermelon to the staff quarters, I'd probably overanalyze every dip, every leg raise, every move to the put where I'd make myself believe that I looked so unbelievably stupid out there that Johnny would never even look at me again let alone ask me to dance the Mambo with him at the Sheldrake Hotel. I am my own worst enemy. I am my only known enemy. Even Johnny Castle can't save me from me.