Barffie The Whine Connoisseur

Back in 2005-2006 I had a wonderful year learning how to bellydance. Finally! A dance form that I could do either alone, or in a group, with no shoes – I hate heels, you see.

It was sweaty, tiring and an aching great fun and I enjoyed myself (unlike the sour feeling I had when I did Chinese Dance in secondary school) picking up the choreography and brushing up the techniques very much indeed.

My stamina was up and climbing, self-confidence levels were at an all time high, and the post-lesson endorphins kept me really happy.

Stopped dancing because I had to embark on part-time studies… but I’ve never stopped ogling at videos and pictures of the great bellydancers. I’ve never stopped practicing my belly rolls and maya hip movements as well.

Should I restart this interest of mine?

Finances say… maybe next year, but I am about to start studying again. So how now brown cow?