12. Because the Vengabus would have to supply each rider with two free glowsticks.
Dance, like other really active forms of movement, will give your body a longer shelf life. Isn’t that what we all want?
At 26, I have no clue what I want in certain areas of my life. I’ve kind of given up on it. All I need to know is where my foot will land with the next step I take.
You say the shower is for washing? I say it’s for peeing. Dare to tell me otherwise and you’re liable to get peed on.
THIS KID HAS SOME MOVES!
“Every woman’s fantasy starts and ends with Waldo,” said nobody ever.
Mariah liked to envelop herself in white silk lingerie in her white silk sheets and bedspread.
Not twerking or shaking your ass in the club, because you have intellectual prowess and therefore no need for such base demonstrations of sexual value. Come on, you’re not a stripper.
I stopped dancing around the same time I decided to stop starving myself. If I was really going to kick my eating disorder, if I was really going to, in the cringe-inducing terms of the body love movement, “make friends with my body,” it probably wasn’t a good idea, I figured, to put it in a leotard and spend many hours a week in a room full of mirrors.