hip-hop class update

The good news: Tiffaney taught a routine to Janet Jackson’s “Escapade,” which for some reason transported me back to eating bowls of ice cream in milk at Shallan Daly’s house in eighth grade.

The choreography itself—boys doing one part, girls doing another, everyone changing formation around the “stage”—transported me back to drill team and cheerleading, which might not seem like a good thing, but in this case it is. That’s my choreographic comfort zone, for better or worse: I judge all dance routines by how good they’d look performed by eight high school students in green and gold sweaters. This one would have looked awesome. (We didn’t have any boys on our squad, but as a taller, fatter member of the squad and a go-to base for stunts, I’m sure I would have done the butch part.)

The bad news: I really sucked—like, there was a whole eight-count that was just a blur. Also, there was a move Tiffaney actually referred to as a “Tiffaney Kick.”

Comments

Peter Varvel said…
LOL!
I sometimes name certain steps after dancers I've worked with in community/volunteer projects.
Some day, I will use you as a volunteer dancer (the transgender Quest pageant this fall, perhaps?), observe one of your own organic steps, and pass it along to future performers when I teach them 'the CHERYL!'
Unknown said…
i'm sure the 8-count blur was when your muscle memory took over :)
Cheryl said…
PV: Ooh, that would be awesome! Does this mean I'd get to dance in drag?

V: ...or when my muscles decided to boycott the dance entirely.
Claire said…
Hey, no judgment here. There's a lot of aerobics in my past, from Jane Fonda to Crunch Fitness. I still have 'em all on VHS. (And if I had more floor space, I might do them. ;)
Tracy Lynn said…
That Tiffaney. Such a charming girl.
Cheryl said…
She's got a lot of, uh, kick to her. Okay, I will stop now.

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