On Saturday I admitted being very fond of 80s dance movies. Heck, dance movies in general. Last night I tired to recapture some of that totally awesome feeling by putting on some 80s dance clothes and dancing.

The clothing part went pretty well. I wore an old stretched pink sweater over a bright yellow graphic tee. I put on some lace edged black leggings and scrunch socks. I finished the look with green fingerless gloves. My Adidas are in my trunk because I forgot to get them out, oh well. For the makeup I smeared on some blue eyeshadow and pink lipgloss. Simple. The hair is sectioned with a couple of star shaped ponytail holders. Fun. Fun. Fun.

I spent hours, nay, years practicing dance as a child. I did the requisite tap, ballet, and modern jazz. But my passion was breaking. I was never going to be a jaw-dropping bgirl, but I had enough skills to help the neighborhood kids learn a few moves. All that Breakin’ viewing and MTV watching had really paid off (I was going to Michael Jackson). Last night after I taped and laid my cardboard down I discover something terrible: I could no longer do it. Any of it. I could barely pop, let alone rock. I tried to go down to do a 6 step and almost broke my head open. Since I was down, I through my legs around for a backspin and once again almost died. I stood up to try a some uprock and was just as bad. Apparently if you don’t use a physical skill for almost 20 years, you loose it. Go figure.

Sadly no videos of me breaking or breaking my neck. I do have a little clip of some basic dancing—nothing fancy. And much of it bad. Maybe my flailing about can bring a laugh or two to your day.

Have a totally rad day!

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