I have a small (read: giant and possibly unhealthy) love of the show So You Think You Can Dance. Aside from a prolonged love affair with the Real World(s): Boston, London and Miami and Flava of Love, I don't watch reality TV. Actually, since I don't and haven't had cable for about two years, I don't watch TV at all except for what I can get Wes to DVR and watch with me at his house. But I looooove So You Think You Can Dance and I got to watch last week and this weeks episodes last night. I have some comments:
#1. If I looked like any of the competitors, specifically Melissa: -->
I would never ever wear clothes. I would just be nakie all of the time.
#2. Person I think I would be most likely to be star struck by: Ellen Degeneres. She's funny. She's irreverent. She dances every day on her talk show. Somehow, dancing every day on her talk parlayed into her being a guest judge on So You Think You Can Dance. Brilliant!
#3. Sometimes, it reminds me why I do what I do.
#4. I love music but I suck at finding it on my own. SYTYCD has given me more new songs for my running playlists than is probably normal. Ruby Blue, She Wants Revenge, Pitbull...even songs I didn't like the first time I heard them on the radio, I love them when I see what was choreographed to them. And then I love them forever.
#5. Unitards have joined skinny super low rise pants, banana hammocks and fanny packs in my almost-always-a-poor-wardrobe-decision category. If you look good in a unitard, you will look way better in pretty much anything else.
#5. Unitards have joined skinny super low rise pants, banana hammocks and fanny packs in my almost-always-a-poor-wardrobe-decision category. If you look good in a unitard, you will look way better in pretty much anything else.
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