Chi-town and Charlotte
I thought I could be a big girl last night and break the news gracefully to the troupe but of course I blubbered like a big baby. I guess I felt it was too soon after a rockin' weekend in chi-town to break news that I was bailing on my girls!
To back-track, Chicago was a blast. the ATS set was met with a luke-warm enthusiasm (or so I felt) but the goth/punk set really got the crowds attention. I guess one must know thy audience but I never regretted doing the true tribal set, I mean, I put wwaaaayyy too many hours into that coin bra for it to go to waste! While walking around looking at tattoo designs and peircings Ami asked if I ever thought of getting a tattoo. I said I had, but I couldn't think of anything special enough for me to have on my body. Now that I am moving, I think I would almost consider the barika blosson on the website and the business cards so I could represent no matter where I am! Some how the conversation turned to peircings and i think I mentioned that I had thought of getting my bellybutton pierced. After that, all I remember is a trip to the ATM, a guy named Kellogg with blue hair and soda bottle-cap plugs in his ears, and a nice bright and shiny 14-gauge barbell in my belly. The whole time it was happening the blues band on stage was playing "Hip-Shaking Mama" as a tribute to the Barika gang. Ami stood in the background, clasping her hands gleefully as I was initiated into the troupe of the inked and peirced.
It fit well with my Noir costume (pictures are coming!) and it was fairly novel, that is until I tried to lay on my stomach up in the hotel room and realized that I would rather give birth to a pineapple! Ami's bottled Cosmos took the edge off and we ordered some pizza so we could just hang out in our rooms and not be bothered. It was like a big Bellydance sleepover; When Kelly came back from her solo performance at the Goth Bellydance Show we peppered her with questions about her Solo debut and the other dancers present.
the next day Kelly and I took the Tempest workshop and had a good time altough I could tell I needed some cross training in Caberet; try as I might, I couldn't break out of the Tribal format to do "turkish headache" well enough to convince anybody I wasn't strictly Tribal! We had fun though, and I will never forget the girl from Hipnotic staring Tempest down and saying "why y'all have to cut on tribal girls all the time...caberet...floaty heifers...
To back-track, Chicago was a blast. the ATS set was met with a luke-warm enthusiasm (or so I felt) but the goth/punk set really got the crowds attention. I guess one must know thy audience but I never regretted doing the true tribal set, I mean, I put wwaaaayyy too many hours into that coin bra for it to go to waste! While walking around looking at tattoo designs and peircings Ami asked if I ever thought of getting a tattoo. I said I had, but I couldn't think of anything special enough for me to have on my body. Now that I am moving, I think I would almost consider the barika blosson on the website and the business cards so I could represent no matter where I am! Some how the conversation turned to peircings and i think I mentioned that I had thought of getting my bellybutton pierced. After that, all I remember is a trip to the ATM, a guy named Kellogg with blue hair and soda bottle-cap plugs in his ears, and a nice bright and shiny 14-gauge barbell in my belly. The whole time it was happening the blues band on stage was playing "Hip-Shaking Mama" as a tribute to the Barika gang. Ami stood in the background, clasping her hands gleefully as I was initiated into the troupe of the inked and peirced.
It fit well with my Noir costume (pictures are coming!) and it was fairly novel, that is until I tried to lay on my stomach up in the hotel room and realized that I would rather give birth to a pineapple! Ami's bottled Cosmos took the edge off and we ordered some pizza so we could just hang out in our rooms and not be bothered. It was like a big Bellydance sleepover; When Kelly came back from her solo performance at the Goth Bellydance Show we peppered her with questions about her Solo debut and the other dancers present.
the next day Kelly and I took the Tempest workshop and had a good time altough I could tell I needed some cross training in Caberet; try as I might, I couldn't break out of the Tribal format to do "turkish headache" well enough to convince anybody I wasn't strictly Tribal! We had fun though, and I will never forget the girl from Hipnotic staring Tempest down and saying "why y'all have to cut on tribal girls all the time...caberet...floaty heifers...