Some music first:
Dancing? Nah, thank you. Gossip is equally invigorating but easier on the feet.
Red stockings and black boots pfffft! Everybody knows pink is in this season.” *nods*
No, no, no. Those are my toes. To the left, darling, a little bit to the left.
Now, dear sir, as you’ve had such a good look at me, I would like to ask you a few pertinent questions concerning your finances, bad habits, sexual proclivities and hereditary diseases in your family.
My secret wishes? How lovely you ask. Just for starters: I wish I could wear a black leather jacket, purple Doc Martens with black sculls, ride a Harley and see Metallica live.
Honestly, if my calves were that fat I would enter a convent.
We’ve just tried the sauna for the first time – and survived! We are ecstatic!
Nice fancy dress gentlemen but I’m not a fan of a threesome. Not even during a dance. Thank you but no, thanks.
If you don’t want to dance may I interest you in discussing the uncertainty principle of quantum physics?
Oh no, the old folk are returning home earlier! Girls, the party is over.”
Dancing. What a pointless, physically demanding and potentially dangerous activity.
Tired? I recommend diving in a vodka pool for a while.
Paintings and their authors (from top to bottom):
- The Ball by Victor Gabriel Gilbert
- At the Moulin Rouge, the Dance by Henri de Toulouse Lautrec
- Dance at Bougival by Pierre Auguste Renoir
- La Leçon de danse (a dance lesson) by Marguerite Gérard and Jean-Honoré Fragonard
- Danse in the City by Pierre Auguste Renoir
- Ballet dancers by Edgar Degas
- Danse by Henri Matisse
- Dance of Death by Bernt Notke
- Bal du Moulin de la Galette by Pierre Auguste Renoir
- A Dance to the Music of Time by Nicolas Poussin
- Dancers by Fernando Botero
- Dance by Alphonse Mucha
A lovely 2015 wish you Rameau and Anachronist – thanks for your visits and comments!