When I was done teaching my baby ballerinas, one of the mothers, who knows I dance tango as well, asked me if I’d seen the last episode of Dancing with the Stars. I am very meh about shows of that nature, but then she mentioned that “the sexy guy from that Sex and the City movie” did the tango. I pouted. “I bet it was ballroom tango” as in…go away, give me Argentine lust, passion, rawness, yaddah yaddah. But the magic words were said – the sexy guy? Which sexy guy? She couldn’t mean Jason Lewis, could she? The guy is admittedly hot but blue-eyed blonds have (sadly) never done anything for me. “No, no, no. It’s Samantha’s sexy neighbor. The one, who was naked all the time.”

Stop! The! Presses!

Yes, I am a red-blooded woman. With hormones. What, you thought I was a nun?

Linda was immediately typing in search keywords into YouTube, and I was practically on top of her desk, trying to see “the one, who was naked all the time” doing the tango.

Picture this if you will; dance studio owner, her ballet instructor, and 4 soccer moms crowded around a little desktop, panting. Yes, we were, and I am not ashamed to admit it.

Love the ganchos at 2:26!

It cracked me up how quite a few elements in their choreography exist in one of the dances my partner and I do. Sadly, that dance has been retired since our last performance (see next post as to why), but when I was watching the video, I immediately started memorizing the sequence. Lead/follow? Yes, certainly, but that’s where my old ballet habits die hard. Show me a dance, and I immediately start learning the combination first. *sigh*

Okay, so it’s not Forever Tango, but I was impressed. The guy didn’t do tango…ever, and now did a pretty decent job at it. She was a little disappointing. Had I not known that he was an actor, I would have thought that he was the professional dancer in that partnership. Of course it could also be my hormones talking, but I don’t think so… ;)

Yeah, last Wednesday there were one happy studio owner, a ballet instructor, and 4 soccer moms in a certain dance studio in a certain town in New York.

Now imagine what it was like for me to teach my 10 year olds how to pirouette after this, when all I wanted to do was pounce on my dance partner and start insisting that we begin working on new choreography.