Comments on: Sinvergüenza

By: Bianca

Bianca — Sun, 17 May 2009 11:27:15 +0000

Damn, yes I owe you. I won’t forget!

By: JPLogan

JPLogan — Sat, 16 May 2009 18:33:44 +0000

You owe me $1.75 for laundry and a cup of coffee which I spilled all over myself as a visual of “pot belly slamming into my belly button ring” flashed in front of my eyes to the tune of “al conocernos me prometiste, darme tu amor pa’ toda la vida…” LOL

By: Nova

Nova — Tue, 12 May 2009 22:13:48 +0000

your descriptions are hilarious. Yes, won’t dance with just anybody.

By: Bianca

Bianca — Tue, 12 May 2009 11:54:04 +0000

Ok perfect! I will ensure I have a second alcoholic beverage that will give me the courage to be the straight up b*tch that I want to be. Is it ok to think of Salsa Socials or Salsa clubs like any regular club? Whether I was single or in a relationship, when I went to night clubs I really was never interested in dancing with guys – I preferred my own little world dancing with myself.
Pelvic thrusts in bachata are perfectly normal from my observation but this Dominican drunkards pelvic thrust involved a dip down, ass out and rapid scoop back up with his pot belly slamming into my belly button ring (yes I know, who has belly button rings anymore but I got it at age 15 & never took it out & I don’t even notice it, unless slammed into by a stranger)
So I will have to go in to the next social with the mindset that I will not come across stuck up if I deny a strangers request for a dance – it is my choice! Right? It is hard when you are just learning and don’t have the luxury of being confident enough to be more selective.

By: JPLogan

JPLogan — Tue, 12 May 2009 01:44:09 +0000

For not so extreme cases any excuse will work, for example “I forgot to feed my cat” or “I have a root canal appointment” the possibilities are endless

By: JPLogan

JPLogan — Tue, 12 May 2009 01:40:11 +0000

You girls are going to like this one. It’s the guy’s the most important task to make you feel great on the dance floor so if you are offended in any way, feel free to walk away. He might think you are a bitch but everyone in the room will know he was being a jerk and chances are his reputation preceeded him. With all the grabbing and touching, salsa dancing is all about being a gentleman and treating ladies the way they want to be treated.
The dog at the hydrant is perhaps the funniest thing I have ever heard and I am going to use it as a teaching tool. I love bachata especially when it is danced with the right person and the level of intimacy between the partners dictates how it should be danced. Sometimes is just like dancing with your grandma and sometimes it is all about pelvic thrust and pressing agains each other. IMHO, with the right person, Bachata is the most romantic and sensual of all latin dances.

By: Nova

Nova — Tue, 12 May 2009 01:02:36 +0000

Ick, you didn’t tell me the extent of the gross factor with that guy. I missed the bachata incident too (which you describe so humorously, but I know it isn’t funny). Add him to the “do not dance with list”. Yes, JPLogan, is there etiquette in how to break off a dance? I mean for the not so extreme cases where we simply break away…

By: Bianca

Bianca — Mon, 11 May 2009 13:42:18 +0000

I don’t have a nickname yet… but perhaps I will be given one. I agree that a true nickname is one given to you. I found the perfect dance partner… I gentleman likely 3x my age who unfortunately resembled Fidel Castro but he was a wonderful, non-creepy dancer and leader who helped me, lead me strongly and complimented me appropriately as I improved through each dance. When he complimented my appearance it was totally respectful and made me blush. At the other end of the spectrum was the Dominican drunkard who clearly had more than his share of cheap vino provided by the dance studio. He insisted that I was Dominican too as he blew his hot breath down my neck repeatedly speaking to me in Spanish, despite my multiple “No soy Hispana o Latina!” statements that crescendoed louder with each cry. He scooped me up for a Bachata song but tried to teach me a bachata like I have never seen… perhaps his own version that involved a leg lift that reminded me of a dog on a hydrant followed by a pelvic thrust. I said, “umm that is not how I bachata.” I was led to believe this was an evening of classy dancing not bumping n’ grinding and a party in your pants you sick son of a b*tch. I haven’t quite figured out how to break a dance in the middle. Any suggestions JPLogan? Later on one of the instructors said, “sorry I should have warned you about that guy.” So I declined the next 7 offers that he gave for a 2nd dance.
Agreed LL – Salsa social night invites you and your dancing shoes and leaves your ego at the door.

By: Nova

Nova — Sun, 10 May 2009 04:57:01 +0000

JPLogan, I like this philosophy. I didn’t realize until taking classes the origins of your nickname (or I did and it didn’t hit me as much as now). I’ll wait until I am a better dancer to get a real nickname. And really, nicknames are given, not taken.

By: Nova

Nova — Sun, 10 May 2009 04:56:03 +0000

Yes!