{"id":4167,"date":"2010-05-09T21:15:13","date_gmt":"2010-05-10T01:15:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lacouturiernyc.wordpress.com\/?p=4167"},"modified":"2019-01-02T21:17:04","modified_gmt":"2019-01-03T02:17:04","slug":"body-language","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/body-language\/","title":{"rendered":"A Love Letter to Dance"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/lacouturiernyc.files.wordpress.com\/2010\/05\/ballet3.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-4168\" title=\"ballet3\" src=\"http:\/\/lacouturiernyc.files.wordpress.com\/2010\/05\/ballet3.jpg?resize=600%2C381\" alt=\"\" width=\"600\" height=\"381\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/lacouturiernyc.files.wordpress.com\/2010\/05\/ballet2.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-4169\" title=\"ballet2\" src=\"http:\/\/lacouturiernyc.files.wordpress.com\/2010\/05\/ballet2.jpg?resize=600%2C395\" alt=\"\" width=\"600\" height=\"395\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/lacouturiernyc.files.wordpress.com\/2010\/05\/ballet1.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-4170\" title=\"ballet1\" src=\"http:\/\/lacouturiernyc.files.wordpress.com\/2010\/05\/ballet1.jpg?resize=600%2C401\" alt=\"\" width=\"600\" height=\"401\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/lacouturiernyc.files.wordpress.com\/2010\/05\/ballet4.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-4171\" title=\"ballet4\" src=\"http:\/\/lacouturiernyc.files.wordpress.com\/2010\/05\/ballet4.jpg?resize=600%2C442\" alt=\"\" width=\"600\" height=\"442\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #888888;\"><em>{ images&#8217; source: <a href=\"http:\/\/decollage.pl\/2010\/04\/15\/labedzi-taniec\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><span style=\"color: #888888;\">d e c o l l a g e<\/span><\/a> }<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><em>I miss ballet.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">It was\u00a0<em>everything<\/em> to me when I used to take classes at a local dance studio, starting from when I was three. I constantly twirled around on my tippy-toes and refused to take off my [white Minnie Mouse] tights and matching tutu, and imagined performing in\u00a0<em>The Nutcracker<\/em>,\u00a0<em>Swan Lake<\/em>, and its equivalents.\u00a0As soon as I turned nine\/ten, my ballet instructor recommended me for beginner pointe &#8211; something I\u2019ve only dreamed of, and always thought of being a day so far away. I begged my mom, but she refused. After all, I wasn\u2019t becoming a dancer, so why ruin my feet and knees? I then quit out of spite. Immature, I know, but somewhat excusable I suppose. I mean I\u00a0<em>was<\/em> only ten.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I stopped dancing altogether. It would have been the end (and I say this in the least melodramatic way possible), had it not been for a friend who\u00a0<em>dragged <\/em>me to try out for my high school\u2019s dance team. Day one of auditions was nerve-wracking; what were fautees? Illusions? Pitch kicks? I almost got cold feet for Day two of the judged tryouts. <em>Almost<\/em>. But I hauled my nervous little arse (or my not-so-little <em>derri\u00e8re<\/em>) for judgement day.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">(The results aren&#8217;t exactly relevant, but if you&#8217;re curious, I made the JV team, then varsity as a sophomore\u2014and it has since taken over my life during the course of high school. But I suppose if I never auditioned dance may have been nonexistent in my life! The horror&#8230;)<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">My love for dance was re-instilled over those four years\u2014this year, especially. I&#8217;m finally taking dance classes again\u2014open hip-hop and break classes\u2014with such amazing people. Dancing makes me happy, no matter what mood I was in previously. It makes me feel alive, and connected with not just myself, but with those around me. It&#8217;s a passion, an obsession. A hobby, a way of life. Observing the way a dancer carries himself\/herself is beautiful\u2014the confidence, the poise, and the understanding of his\/her own body and how it moves. The lines the ballerina or contemporary dancer is breathtaking, as captured in the shots above. The emphasis of beats by the hip hop dancer is, as cheesy as it is to say, in your blood. Boom. Boom. Cack. You begin to think in sounds and rhythm, feeling music into its very depth. The dancer expresses the music&#8217;s emotions, and his\/her individual feelings. It&#8217;s complicated, yet <em>so<\/em> simple a concept. It is the language of the body, metaphorically speaking in words deeper than the written and spoken, and possesses the ability to <em>feel<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I&#8217;ve always had a soft spot for editorials\/photography that incorporates fashion and dance, where the clothing only accentuates the dancers&#8217; body, and vice versa. The fabrics wrap around their bodies not to hide (ah, the love handles!), but to reveal the beauty of the body.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Dance, whether or not you&#8217;ve taken classes a little girl or not. <strong>Dance like no one is watching<\/strong>. It&#8217;s a beautiful thing. (Shall I go as far to say it becomes an existential experience?)<\/p>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #888888;\">\u2665<\/span><\/h2>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">bisous,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">La C.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>{ images&#8217; source: d e c o l l a g e } I miss ballet. It was\u00a0everything to me when I used to take classes at a local dance studio, starting from when I was three. 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