Bellydance class last night was fun as always.  Instead of our usual warm ups, we did bum scootches to help build up our thighs and butts, and it’s also to help loosen our hips up for shimmies.  After our unusual warm up we found out that we would be spending the evening with books on our little heads.

Remembering doing that?  I don’t, I never wanted to be a supermodel so I skipped that bit of childhood training.  I’m sure any body passing by the studio did a double take as a class of 16 (give or take, I don’t actually count) women sashayed around with their coin scarves swinging in a circle, each with a small notebook perched on their heads.

After that, she had us go through some stationary drills, hip lifts, shimmies, and some shoulder work.  The occasional thump of a book landing on the ground did nothing to stop the giggling.

It did do the job though, I was much more aware of my posture and I think that I’ll be practicing on my own.