16 Jan 2020

Paddling like fury underneath the surface

Over the years we have choreographed a range of delicious, Burlicious dance routines. We have triumphant, strutting ones; sexy ones; smouldering, sensual and secretive ones; sassy ones; bouncy, cheeky ones; suggestive ones; sort of retro or vintage ones; and ones in which our tongue is firmly in our cheek.

The routine that we reprised in class last night is a positively genteel little number. Think showgirls from the Folies Bergere (sadly, without those amazing costumes), doing a lot of very nice walking about with some ladylike twirls and knee bobs.

Well, that’s the idea.

In practice, it does acquire a slightly more informal feel to it when we are teaching it as it all gets a bit more random. And the Sergeant Major-style yelling of “slide, BOB, slide, BOB!” is a smidge at war with the elegant, gliding, swans-on-the-surface appearance that we are after. And that’s before we even get to our favourite bit where we know we will be shouting “CURTSEY!!!” at the very top of our corseted little lungs, half scaring our showgirls off their heels as they skip about having set off on the wrong foot 😊.

All in an evening’s crafting of beauty, Showgirls, all in the crafting of beauty.

Yours, itching to acquire second-hand feathered headdresses,

Burlicious x

9 Jan 2020

A chaos of chorus girls

OK, so we accept that it is three weeks since we last danced the current routine.

And, December being the social whirl that it is, most of our showgirls missed at least one or two classes before term ended – so there are chunks of the routine that they have never been taught.

And we Burlicious Three have three other routines in our head at the moment as we have been rehearsing this week for a performance next week. There is, it must be admitted, a bit of confusion creeping in for us between routines as a result.

Even so, last night our final class for teaching this routine soared to new highs of delightful, feathery, thigh-slapping, bum-smacking chaos!

Our showgirls were not aided by the fact that they are being led from the front by me and that that I went a bit unintentionally “freestyle” in places. Nor did it help tremendously that we had to canter through it all so that we can start a new routine next week. But, oh, how we love them for gamely strutting their stuff regardless!

We always say that we love it every bit as much when we b*gger it up as when the troupe dances in perfect, delicious synchronicity. Last night was a tad more the former than the latter, and it was a hoot.

Thank you, showgirls, for another night of giggles and daftness 😊.

Yours, smiling in anticipation of next week,

Burlicious x




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