31 Jul 2014

Tit for tat... or thereabouts

Term is officially over and we Burlicious Three have been hard at work designing a new routine ready for our triumphant return to class in September. In contrast to our last, rather refined, little number, this one is a no holds barred, cheeky, bouncy, "'ooh, er, Matron" double entendre of a thing and we already love it to bits.

I have to say that we are having the best time designing it. The lyrics include the words "tit for tat". As we were choreographing sweatily in the kitchen, the Voluptuous Jules suggested accompanying moves that involved a caress of one breast followed by a grab of the groin. Quick as a flash, the Sparkly Bra Pixie shrieked: "No, that would be tit for twat!" (Ahem - I do apologise for the language here, but a quote is a quote.)

We laughed until the cat stalked out in a huff and the Props Manager shut his door downstairs in a bid for a bit of peace and quiet.

I declare, this choreography lark is as good for the tummy muscles as any exercise class that you can shake a sequin at!

Yours, tittering,

Burlicious x

24 Jul 2014

Flashdance, where are you now?

Phew, what a scorcher of a class last night! Positively gleaming with sweat, we strutted and shimmied and swooped with teeny bits of rogue boa feather stuck to bare showgirl body parts all over.

And do not underestimate the challenge, dear reader, of peeling long, tight-fitting evening gloves from damp, sticky arms and hands whilst trying to look supremely in control of what should be a long glide of a movement. And it's no easier pulling off this trick behind your back, I can tell you.

Harking back fondly to the days when Flashdance was aspirational, we fantasised about being able to pull that chain, as herself did in her trademark routine, and have water simply cascade down onto us. However, we had to accept regretfully that, were we to do that, we would be booted out of our lovely little hall pretty smartly and unceremoniously. And, as one of our showgirls noted, that would not be our first such eviction. Ahem.

Welcome to our sweaty, steamy, tropical end of term, new showgirls. We're delighted to have you with us. Here's to a slightly cooler new showgirl year in September. Plenty of time in the interim for shopping and plotting!

Yours, taking a teeny breather for the summer,

Burlicious x

10 Jul 2014

From subtle slink to shameless sass

We finished our dreamy, seductive little routine last night and you know what that means, gentle reader - yes, time for a new routine next week! With just a couple of weeks left for this dance term, plus a host of new lovelies wanting to join us as soon as possible, we're going for a much-loved old routine to take us stormingly into summer.

So, out with the strutting shoes, on with the "in yer face" outfits, and off we shimmy to the fabulous Lady Marmalade. The pure energy in that song is an utter joy. So is the confidence injection obtained from striding about in your kit with a brilliant bunch of women. This one's all yells of "walk with purpose!"; double bumps; emphatic grinds and lovely boa work.

Frankly, I suspect that if we were what the song is referring to, and we then advanced en masse on the average punter this brimful of confidence and sass, he would run a mile. Makes me smile just thinking about it!

Yours, powering up,

Burlicious x

3 Jul 2014

That "feel good" thang

It's a treat to hear that one of our showgirls has been practising one of our trickier moves in her break at work. It's even more entertaining to learn that, unbeknown to her, she was doing this under the boggled gaze of a number of her teenage students, who were pressed up against the window behind her as she twirled. Ah well, it's always good to educate the young.

It's also a treat to see the odd (meaning "intermittent" rather than "strange") Facebook post from one of our lovelies listing her class with us as something that added pleasure to her day.

And, oh, is it a treat to see our beauties getting to grips with this routine, week by week. Last week's mad and uncontrolled windmilling of legs is this week's coordinated kick-swap-kick-swap, bottom up, jump, WRIGGLE!

And the bruise count seems to be diminishing, which always looks nice. :-)

Yours, roaring to a triumphant close with this rather contained and subtle little routine,

Burlicious x




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