Before I get started, I have to confess that I am hardly a dancer. In fact, those near and dear to me mock my moves because of how quickly and furiously I shuffle my legs without any upper body movement. And so despite my penchant for disco and swing, I have become a wallflower of sorts amidst the bottom shuffling women with whom I hang out.
For four years now I had been gazing out my window to a flashing neon sign that hangs just above a second story studio across the street from my 72nd Street apartment in New York City. The words "Salsa," "Waltz," and "Mambo"
I love this article. It reminds me of my first belly dancing class. I thought I'd walk into the studio.With all these perfect women. Then to my surprise they were normal . Once I got into it I couldnt believe how free it made me feel. Have fun at the Mambo.
Tracey J Whitney