We had a lovely end of term class last night with Santa-themed outfits and tinsel galore. My, those bells were jingling as we shimmied our way through All That Jazz.
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At one point I was thrilled with what felt like my suddenly-enhanced flexibility - I tell you, I was a bendy miracle in our floor routine!
And then it dawned on me... I was dancing in a daft little Santa frock with no structure to it whatsoever. I wasn't suddenly writhingly sinuous, I was just dancing without the firm restraint of a corset or a basque.
Oh.
Yours, preparing a delicious new routine for 2013. Have a glamorous Christmas!
Burlicious x
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