
Warning: This post contains dangerously high levels of smugness, elevated readings of egotism and general gloating.
I was SO chuffed after my bellydance class tonight.
Firstly Jill came up and asked me if I could perform at a charity evening for one of the local cancer groups - apparently one of the people from this group had seen our performance at Cancer Bridge and wanted two or three of us to do one for them. And (this is the good bit) THEY SPECIFICALLY ASKED FOR ME!!!!! The scottish one who did the U2 solo, or words to that effect.
I was so hugely flattered :D That solo seems to go down so well wherever I've danced it. 'Salome' is such a great song and it's so different to the middle-eastern stuff we usually do, and yet so appropriate. I love it to bits, and it must show in the dancing. Considering it was my first ever attempt at a choreography, I'm pretty pleased with it *smirks in insufferable manner*.
Secondly, during the class we were practising layering shivering movements on top of other moves and we were all trying out different stuff and adding variations to it. Sarah, our teacher came over to look at what I was doing (vertical figure of 8s with shivering added on top, and then I reversed the direction - mayas I think they call them in the US). Sarah asked me to show her the move again, studied it closely and then told me that that was great and that she couldn't do it! Apparently her own teacher, Soraya Hillal (who is quite famous in Raqs Sharqi circles) had told her just to use that move in warmups, as it was too demanding for performances. And here was me got the hang of it no bother. *head explodes with pride*
When I got into my car after the class I squealed and bounced up and down in a most undignified manner. Luckily no-one was around to witness it except the rabbits who live in the school grounds and come out to eat the grass when all those noisy kids have gone home.
It just made my day :D