Flamenco addiction...
When I lived in Paris, flamenco was drug, my passion. I took classes 3 times, 4 times a week during 3 years. I never had enough of it. And as soon as I settled down in Andalusia the place to practise and dance flamenco to one's heart content, I stopped ! Go figure.....
You know what happened ? I felt so intimidated by the gorgeous Andalusian dancers - girls and boys...But I've made up my mind to resume the classes and just...dance...
Comments
I love your picture!
Keep dancing, Olé!
Greetings from London.
Me da mucha envidia la gente a la que le gusta bailar...
:)
I can totally see you as a light, graceful flamenco dancer.
Most definitely!
You look wonderful doing so.
I love the picture at the top of the feast.
me encanta pasear por tu blog.
amo bailar flamenco,a veces lo hago sola en casa o con amigos en el campo, inventamos.
jamás me olvidaré de la compañia de Gades, fue un momento inolvidable verlos bailar en el Teatro Municipal de Rio de Janeiro.Cuando sali del teatro me sentia muy muy muy llena de vida, pasión,esperanza.Habia perdido mi papá y fue um regalo verlos bailar,tuve la sensación de que la vida es eterna y asi lo creo.
gracias por tus lindos posts!
xoxo
Love the banner, it was always a favorite picture of mine from your blog.
Gina from Germany