dance-off

There's no date on this picture, but I assume from our...heights? that it was around 1982 or 83. Evidently we were having a sleepover at our house, since Dawn, Holly, Nadine, and myself are all in our nightdresses, and evidently we were also having a rocking dance party.



Or perhaps it was a dance contest? If so, I am hereby awarding a belated first prize to Nadine for her incorporation of jazz hands far before their time. Holly gets second place based solely on the fact that she is evidently SNAPPING, which means she was actually KEEPING TIME and therefore entirely deserving of the silver medal. (Holly also gets points for wardrobe, since her striking red empire waist nightdress puts the rest of our outfits to shame.) You can also tell from Holly's facial expression that she is truly dedicated to her choreography, which is very important in an event like this. A closer look at Dawn's facial expression has led me to exclude her from the medal race, since it appears that she may have been simply attempting to look over our heads for a way out of the living room dance hall.

Third place, then, goes to me my default. I was clearly distracted by something hilarious, a problem which to this day keeps me from living up to my true dance potential.