I am increasingly becoming alarmed at who the media tells me I should like, who is beautiful, and role model worthy. (my heart always breaks for the underrated musicians who have something important to say, but never appeal to the masses.) My inner circle knows I feel this way, but today I just need to get it out. On Monday, after the Superbowl, my sister and I had a long conversation about the demise of the music industry and how if you disagree with masses on the talent of a superstar you are called a “hater.” (Most. Overused. Word. Ever.). We also discussed our frustration that we feel we are force-fed a love of certain “superstars” and celebrities sometimes without merit.But I encourage you to see being called a “hater” as a badge of honor that you are able to think for yourself rather than do what the media tells you to do.Although my big issue is with the music industry and what images are being sold to children, heck everyone, it’s also relevant in all other areas of life. Think for yourself. Be critical and ask questions of those in authority or those running media corporations (deciding what TV programs to produce.) Don’t just take what you are fed, be it from the pulpit or from a news anchor. Sometimes you need to go against the grain and make decisions for yourself. Or think through what you are told or sold before you run with it. You may feel like you are swimming upstream, but hang in there. There are plenty of examples in life where people went against the grain, and it started a movement. Don’t just take what you are given. Just because it looks and feels good, doesn’t mean it is.If it means you are the only one who thinks that way…so be it. And side note, you may want to get a new group of friends because you may find that once you do, others feel as you do!be encouraged,A. Genise
I’ve stated just a few times before that I was a classically trained dancer for many (I think 20+!) years. Dance is really who I am, everything else is secondary. I want to start taking ballet classes again and it’s funny but I keep getting called on stage by different Zumba instructors during my classes, so maybe teaching Zumba is in my future as well. (I need to just do it and step out of that infamous comfort zone right?)
In any case, check out some beautiful photos I found of dancers. Some moves I could do at some point, others I just admired. (I’m not specifying which is which)
I remember we performed a number that was to “America” from the West Side Story. We even had castanets. Hot!
In true Pretty Blue fashion: