25 September 2011

On Dancing (and Feminism)

So after about a year, I went swing dancing on Saturday night. The band was amazing. The dresses and suits were so classic and sophisticated. The evening breeze chilled me on my way to the dance and cooled me on my way out. The stars were out in London (a rare treasure) and I, in my red polka-dot dress, victory curls and red lipstick, was ready to swing.

Maybe I'm not much of a feminist, but I love partner dancing. I never feel so happy as when a gentleman is moving me, gracefully, energetically, across the dance floor, with style, with his own little flair. The men who can manipulate me to do kicks and spins, who, I can just position myself ready to follow and the rest is just dance... nothing is more fun, more amazing, and, I will add, more sexy.

But it takes two to tango... and in this case, to swing. I NEED to be there, or else, he's just spinning madly on his own.

While I enjoy watching street dancing, country line is fun, and even clubbing is cool... swing dancing and ballroom dancing are by far my favorite. I really truly believe that knowing how to lead and follow makes men and women better respectively... it makes me a better woman to be able to let go, close my eyes, and position myself so that I'm at the disposal of this man guiding me around the dance floor. It sounds odd, but it's just true. I'm sure it makes men better men to be able to care for a woman, ask her to dance, ensure she isn't crashed into, squeezed, or spastically flung around. To know her body enough to move her, but keep proper gentlemanly distance. To be close enough to be strong for her, close enough so she can feel your strength and smell your cologne, but maintain a polite, friendly, and casual smile... it's absolutely fabulous.

I keep using the same trite, boring words to explain how it feels, but the best dancers and the best dances can only be remembered by quietly closing one's eyes and reminiscing. I may be a horrible feminist for saying this, but swing dancing is proof that men need women and vice versa... it's proof we were made to be together...

I know I can be criticized on so many levels for those comments, and I'm truly sorry... I'm not meaning to offend anyone, but I'm sticking to my previous statement. Dancing with a man is one of the most beautiful experiences of my life. The End. 

1 comment:

  1. I think ultimately, every girl wants to be swept off her feet on the dance floor. They would love to have a man, confident in himself, ask to be danced with, and in turn, guide a girl across the floor with a grace and elegance that makes a man look more manly. It shows the man is comfortable in his own skin, not afraid of what others might say. So many men don't dance because they are afraid they will look "gay", yet a girl would love to see her man or any man get down and have a good time. Granted, classical, wholesome swing and ballroom dancing is becoming practically extinct. No girl REALLY wants to be humped in public or grinded against, as seen too often now. We are talking good, clean, CLASSIC dancing, like our grandparents did, and maybe some of our family members did on Bandstand. : ) I would LOVE to learn and drag Tim with me!

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