Bellydance, faire, and costuming fun
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marinatempest and I have been getting back in the swing of things with rehearsals for the last month. It feels so good to be moving again, and I can't wait until there's a good improv-based tribal class in Baltimore that's accessible to me. I need the experience of group dancing on a regular basis-- it keeps me focused, it keeps me honest. Because I hadn't been doing a whole lot of leading while I was out in ABQ, my leading skillz got a little rusty, and I've been working on cueing and making my transitions more smooth (esp. since I hadn't been performing a whole lot of my Verve vocabulary and was all "oh crap, how do I cue that one again?"). But overall, things are good, and we've talked about maybe doing some performing after I'm done with wedding madness. That'll be nice, and I also like having a good long time to get back in synch so I don't look sloppy.
Anyhow, after tiring of much of the current fusion on the scene, I think I am finally buckling to go the mostly-ATS route. Or ITS, as it's being called. Traditional-- a shared language. I was a total magpie coming into bellydance, where everything was just so SHINY and NEAT, and now, a few years later, I want something grounded and earthy and you know, more tribal, less schtick. I am putting all the Fat Chance DVDs on my wishlist for after-Wedding funds, and I really want to do General Skills next year. Like, you guys. I'm even starting to like Helm. What is up with that? That's the direction I'm heading-- so I guess Uncle Rob is right up there. I am yearning for more authenticity.
After rehearsal today, we're having a costuming and munchies evening. I have a bra to decorate-- I'm taking all the decor off my old black bra and putting it onto the new bra-base I brought from Tadasana-- with the comfortable criss-cross back straps, so no more achy neck! I'm also going to play with fun new combos of color, since I've added a saffron-colored jaipur skirt to my wardrobe and can expect my red choli from L. Rose Designs any day now. I think I'm going really bright for the wedding itself. Reds and yellows and oranges-- a distinct departure from my standard black and burgundy Faire outfit or the olive greens I like to wear.
Speaking of Faire, I'm going on opening day. I'm excited like a kid before Christmas. I just did a rundown to see what I can do with my newly-short hair (grumble grumble) and am going through all of my shinies. God, I love faire. Lots and lots and lots. I'm practically bouncy. What's the 411 on CDD? I want to hug people! I want to dance to bagpipes. I want to listen to Baebes. I want to eat various foods on sticks! Granted, opening weekend is BOUND to be hot and sticky omg, but I would not miss it for all the world. I only wish I were rich so I could go every weekend. Alas, I am poor, and with the wedding coming up, I'll be lucky to go twice before the wedding on the 17th of October, where I'll be in bride-mode and not up for general carousing. So God, if you see fit to send me a windfall that's not ill-gotten anytime soon, I'd so appreciate it. Love, Christina
marinatempest and I have been getting back in the swing of things with rehearsals for the last month. It feels so good to be moving again, and I can't wait until there's a good improv-based tribal class in Baltimore that's accessible to me. I need the experience of group dancing on a regular basis-- it keeps me focused, it keeps me honest. Because I hadn't been doing a whole lot of leading while I was out in ABQ, my leading skillz got a little rusty, and I've been working on cueing and making my transitions more smooth (esp. since I hadn't been performing a whole lot of my Verve vocabulary and was all "oh crap, how do I cue that one again?"). But overall, things are good, and we've talked about maybe doing some performing after I'm done with wedding madness. That'll be nice, and I also like having a good long time to get back in synch so I don't look sloppy.
Anyhow, after tiring of much of the current fusion on the scene, I think I am finally buckling to go the mostly-ATS route. Or ITS, as it's being called. Traditional-- a shared language. I was a total magpie coming into bellydance, where everything was just so SHINY and NEAT, and now, a few years later, I want something grounded and earthy and you know, more tribal, less schtick. I am putting all the Fat Chance DVDs on my wishlist for after-Wedding funds, and I really want to do General Skills next year. Like, you guys. I'm even starting to like Helm. What is up with that? That's the direction I'm heading-- so I guess Uncle Rob is right up there. I am yearning for more authenticity.
After rehearsal today, we're having a costuming and munchies evening. I have a bra to decorate-- I'm taking all the decor off my old black bra and putting it onto the new bra-base I brought from Tadasana-- with the comfortable criss-cross back straps, so no more achy neck! I'm also going to play with fun new combos of color, since I've added a saffron-colored jaipur skirt to my wardrobe and can expect my red choli from L. Rose Designs any day now. I think I'm going really bright for the wedding itself. Reds and yellows and oranges-- a distinct departure from my standard black and burgundy Faire outfit or the olive greens I like to wear.
Speaking of Faire, I'm going on opening day. I'm excited like a kid before Christmas. I just did a rundown to see what I can do with my newly-short hair (grumble grumble) and am going through all of my shinies. God, I love faire. Lots and lots and lots. I'm practically bouncy. What's the 411 on CDD? I want to hug people! I want to dance to bagpipes. I want to listen to Baebes. I want to eat various foods on sticks! Granted, opening weekend is BOUND to be hot and sticky omg, but I would not miss it for all the world. I only wish I were rich so I could go every weekend. Alas, I am poor, and with the wedding coming up, I'll be lucky to go twice before the wedding on the 17th of October, where I'll be in bride-mode and not up for general carousing. So God, if you see fit to send me a windfall that's not ill-gotten anytime soon, I'd so appreciate it. Love, Christina