Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Dancing Queen


Circa 1982. I always had great hopes for my dancing career, but alas, it was not in the stars. How fantastic is this picture (besides my obvious awesomeness): Orange shag, maroon velvet couches, my dad's karate parafunalia on the wall (yes, he is a 3rd degree black belt--watch out). My sis sent me some old school photos and I have decided that I will dazzle you all from time to time with some classics--this is only the beginning.

4 comments:

The Gage Cage said...

Nice legs!=)

The Moore Family said...

This does not surprise me a bit as I have watched you float around aerobics like an angel while the rest of us trip over our feet and clomp. The decor is awesome- the swords may be my favorite- so classy how they are crossed like that. Man decor is the best! :)

Jaimi said...

Wait a minute--aren't you a blonde?( :

the Wilcox Family said...

Love the tutu, love the carpet, love the pose. . . love, love, love!