We were greeted by our instructor, Becky, who was so cute and bubbly and she was also teeny tiny--a 5'1" treat. She was an ex-dancer who now taught classes and loved the art of pole dancing. With that, she cranked up Alicia Keys "Fallin'" and went to town flipping herself up down and all around her pole. It was unbelievable. Her twists and turns defied gravity and physics--she was the only human invertebrate I'd ever seen. Seriously, the Cirque De Soleil peeps had nothing on this girl--she was made of rubber bands and muscle. And not only were we uber impressed with her skills, but she had such a way with her moves. She really owned her sexuality and threw it out to the universe.....she was mesmerizing....we had total "girl crushes" on her.....the three of us wanted to be THAT girl....
To begin, we went over some basic do's and dont's of pole dancing: DO use your body weight to pull yourself around, DON'T jump and leap while trying to force moves---we learned the hard way why one shouldn't leap and jump on a pole---lots of pain and injury.......we hoped to achieve Demi Moore status in Striptease but we were more like Jamie Lee Curtice in True Lies....bumbling fumbling idiots. We were catastrophic strippers. Shame.
The first move we learned was called the Indian Warrior........Yowsa Kimosabe!!!!!
to be cont'd.......
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