
I love SYTYCD. I admit it. I didn't even watch the first season, but Season 2 - it had me from the first plie. As far as my dance knowledge, it is non-existant. I took ballet as a child for about 4 months before my incessant crying got on my mother's nerves enough that she let me drop out. I still have the treasured memories in the form of a photograph with my fat, five year old belly straining out from under a tutu.
As a adult, I have subjected myself to dance classes, however. First, to stripper class, or as I like to call it, laugh your ass off while bruising your knees. Then, I took hip hop. I strongly suspected throughout the class that I looked a bit like a hippopotomus on roller skates. This was confirmed, however, by my classmate, who told me that I shouldn't give up because I could only improve. My best form of dance is country line dancing, which I only do because I love my cowboy boots and it's essentially just stomping around, which I mastered at the age of 2.
My point in telling you this is not to expect any fancy dancing terms or critiques. I like it or I don't. It looks appealing to me or it doesn't. I may think that the hardest dance step in the world is ugly and stupid and I may think that the easiest looks really cool. Watching is still fun.
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