
Footloose and Fancy Free
I didn’t use to like Kevin Bacon, because I only saw him as a pyscho killer, but wow, oh, wow can he dance!
Long, long time ago, the happiest days of my week were when I went to dancing class. Dancing makes everything fade away except the racing of music and rhythm through my blood. Why hasn’t anybody blogged about dancing for so long? <feels like screaming but sighs instead>











