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My jerkbrain says I should never have worn that dress. How unflattering! How bright! How sausage casing! Really, what was I thinking?!
My dancer brain says I should maybe relax my shoulders more, but I'm obviously having fun, relaxed, and am dancing for the audience, not the camera. I'm smiling and happy and not at all showing how freaked out I was to be playing zils in front of my teacher and not doing as good of a job as I wanted. Especially the picture where I'm dancing for my daughter - you can't see her in the frame but I remember exactly where she was and the look on her face and now I can see the look on my face. Wow. Such connection. So pink. Such smiles.
I think I like my dancer brain better than my jerkbrain. That's unsurprising, really.
Me dancing for my daughter: https://www.flickr.com/photos/btricomi/13604791543/
Me smiling at RH and her table: https://www.flickr.com/photos/btricomi/13605135134/
My dancer brain says I should maybe relax my shoulders more, but I'm obviously having fun, relaxed, and am dancing for the audience, not the camera. I'm smiling and happy and not at all showing how freaked out I was to be playing zils in front of my teacher and not doing as good of a job as I wanted. Especially the picture where I'm dancing for my daughter - you can't see her in the frame but I remember exactly where she was and the look on her face and now I can see the look on my face. Wow. Such connection. So pink. Such smiles.
I think I like my dancer brain better than my jerkbrain. That's unsurprising, really.
Me dancing for my daughter: https://www.flickr.com/photos/btricomi/13604791543/
Me smiling at RH and her table: https://www.flickr.com/photos/btricomi/13605135134/
