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Shall We Dance

I still remember when I first saw the movie "Shall We Dance" and I fell in love with it. Watching the dancers dance with such grace and fluidity of movement made me just want to sigh. The most memorable scene was when Richard Gere, dressed in his tuxedo holding a red rose in his hand as he stood on the escalator to meet his wife. He looked so dashing and my knees went weak just looking at him. I still remember they played "The Book of Love" by Peter Gabriel as the background music.

Dancing and music is part and parcel of what I'm made of. I can still remember when I was very young I begged my mother to let me go for ballet classes but she kept giving excuses that it will deform my legs or that it's too expensive. Now that I am reaching my 30s, my passion for dance and music is still very much alive. Since joining a gym sometime in May 2004, the dancing classes have always been one of my favourite classes.

I still dream of finding a partner who is willing to learn how to dance so that we can do that together. Dancing is such a good way to improve your posture and body confidence. It is also a good way to bond with each other and it can also be so romantic....especially ballroom dancing. Hmmm....I 've always been a romantic at heart ;-) Guess this is the way God made females.

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