Saturday, March 9, 2013

Dance Your Ass Off

I honestly have no idea if I'm a good dancer or not.

I have rhythm, I can say that much. I can find the beat. I have booty, and I shake it enthusiastically.

And I have joy. I like to get down. Throw my hands up in the air like I just. Don't. CARE. And that's all that matters, right?

So while you imagine me dancing my ass off in Vegas tonight, sky-high heels strapped to my feet, I might look like any combination of the following.

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