You would think an open bar at a wedding would be the perfect way to liven up the crowd and get everyone’s dancing shoes movin’, but not for this unfortunate bride. One of her guests was bathing in booze. In this video, a red-dressed beauty gets bombed and a bit too comfortable with her makeshift pole. I have a feeling that the bride hasn’t spoken to her since the big day. [via YouTube]
Update: It’s been brought to our attention that this video was made as part of Heineken’s Know The Signs campaign.
Recently, I went out dancing with some friends. Looking around at the crowd bouncing and swaying to the beat, I realized that no matter what club you go to, there are certain types of dancers that you’re always going to see. Like the true nerd that I am, I went home and wrote them all down. Check out my list after the jump, feel free to add any other types in the comment section, and most importantly, tell us which category you fit into (I’m a mix of #2, #6, and #7 without the ecstasy)… Keep reading »
I love me some Bill Cosby. As a child I used to actively wish he was my dad, which really pissed off my real dad. Sorry about that, real dad! Anyway, Bill is so funny, and I just love his face. And his voice. And, like, everything about him. Yeah, if you asked me what my favorite thing about Bill Cosby is, I would probably say everything. Bill went on “The Late Show With David Letterman” last night and did some jokes and some talking, and even a little bit of dancing. Dancing! Watch this, and try not to wish he was your dad. It’s gonna be tough. [NYMag.com]
It was a typical Orange County night at the tail end of a long, lazy winter break. The plethora of yogurt shops in the neighborhood were closing, and even if you craved a Starbucks treat, it was too late in suburbia. The few dive-bars in the area boasted their usual divorcee crowd. My mom, dad and I finished a late dinner and now it was time to select our entertainment. Movie night at the Gray house is not only standard, but also probably the best post-nine-o’clock activity in town.
“What do you want to watch?” my mom asked, flipping through the movies in On Demand. She stopped suddenly, staring at me with calm yet focused eyes, “Do you think you can handle ‘First Position’?”
“Sure,” I responded casually. I understood why she was tentative to suggest watching a documentary about young ballet dancers, yet I was feeling confident. Friends and former co-workers had repeatedly suggested the film and I was in a safe, comfortable environment. I was all in. “Let’s do it!” I took a deep breath and settled in (Snuggie and all) to watch the story of six young dancers dedicating their lives to ballet, as I had for so many years. Keep reading »
As much as I love to rock out in my car and throw my hands in the air like I just don’t care at concerts, I’ve always operated under the assumption that I can’t dance. I have vaguely fond memories of a brief stint in ballet as a preschooler, but the only other dance experience I’ve had was a tap class in junior high. It took place in a barn (gotta love small towns) and the teacher spent the entire time mocking my technique and trying to get me to join her church’s youth group. I quit after one class, and never really danced again.
That all changed this weekend. My best friend, who also happens to be a dance teacher, put on an introductory dance workshop for people just like me, so I went, and I danced, and I absolutely loved it. Here are six reasons I’m itching to take another dance class, and why I think you should join me… Keep reading »