Final preparations for the Hawaiian salsa fest. Any anxiety has been replaced by anticipation.
Doug, so uber-organized, has sent us a three-page checklist of the things we need to pack. We’re doing dress rehearsals. Sewing beads and sequence in between routines. Our new yellow costumes are fabulous (except the girls are still trying to figure out how not to get our heels stuck in the dangling tail).
Aaron and Allen (our guys who are not coming to Hawaii) came to critique. “I want to see your butt roll from the back of the room,” Aaron tells us.
“That practice was fun,” Doug says.
They should all be like this.
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