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Tammy Faye Baker, where art thou?

Watching 'Ballroom Bootcamp' on TLC only strengthens my resolve to take dance lessons as a means to get in better shape while having fun and de-stressing.

There IS one thing I had completely forgotten about dance, however. The makeup you have to wear to be seen on stage without looking washed out makes you HIDEOUSLY whorish up close. I can remember my pre-teen self, painted like a living doll in some candy-cane striped costume with a big red feather that had to be a foot and a half long for some recital for Bobbi's in Huntsville. We had kids down to about five dancing with us and I remember how...DEAD they looked. Like dancing corpses.

Anyway, look at me dreaming. Say it with me...

1. 2. Cha-cha-cha. 3. 4. Cha-cha-cha.


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Oct. 9th, 2005 08:41 pm (UTC)
Have you ever seen "The Eyes of Tammy Faye"? It's an amazing documentary about her and her life... narrated by RuPaul. Seriously. It's phenominal and hilarious.
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