May 10, 2009 20:56
It had to happen someday.
I guess it happens at least once to every bellydancer.
I had my "janet jackson moment" this friday.
My top snapped in the middle of a perfomance. A perfomance in a church auditorium for the boyscouts to gather money to go on a pilgrimage.
Luckily apparently nobody in the audience noticed, so I was told yesterday, they just noticed someone had left the stage. I was not in the front and I guess protected by all that cloth flying around, plus I kept my cool.
I couldn't stop laughing once I got off the stage, but I admit a was just a little bit embarassed for the next dance.
espectaculo,
orientais