What a Poser

I attended a posing practice Saturday at a dance studio in San Carlos. Kinda frustrating.

The gals who grew up taking tap and jazz and other dance classes as kids have a huge advantage over me. I played the piano and ran track. If you need someone to play some scales or pass a relay baton, I'm you're girl. But this whole graceful, smile, glide thing is really chappin my ass.

The instructor was very helpful and encouraging. I've got my three poses down for the show and understand the way the line ups will work. I just have to practice. A LOT! I've been in front of the mirror trying to smile for long periods of time and not look constipated. It's harder than it sounds.