After the moment is gone, all we have are pictures!
It takes a village – 1st stop – nails!
It takes a village (con’t) – next stop – hair!
It takes a village (con’t) – final stop – make-up!
Voila!
In some countries, it’s illegal to let nursing mothers out in dresses like this.
This is such a lame angle, but it had to be done – had to capture the hair!
My supportive husband Vitali!
Enterpreneur, wife, and mother – now a winner of her 1st latin ballroom dance competition – woo hoo!.
Window Treatment Expert by Day – Amature Dancer by Night
Personal hobby: a one-time wonder or a permanent pursuit of enjoyment?
In a true spirit of a blog, I am inspired today to write down my thoughts and feelings about the performance last night.
Like anything that’s being anticipated for a long time, it went by in a fleeting moment. 14minutes, 35 seconds to be exact. The only way I know is because there is a DVD that we ordered and that’s what it says on a time stamp. If you would have asked me, I could have sworn that the whole thing lasted about 8.9 seconds.
Many rehearsals later; being worried that I would forget the steps; constantly reviewing them in my head and on video; armed with an awesome dress; tan to the point of no recognition; fabulous pedi/medi, hair, and make-up to boost – I did win the 1st place in everything that I entered. Woo-hoo! 1st latin competition! I’m very excited!
But honestly, to me it wasn’t about the win, although no question that’s nice too. “Remember the Moment” is my favorite phrase of all time and that’s exactly what I kept saying to myself. I tried to stay in the moment and enjoy the whole process. The preparation and anticipation. All of it!
Perhaps that’s why it doesn’t feel bitter sweet, like it would normally feel when something fun ends like that. I was present at each step of the way, I didn’t hold back, and I have no regrets. No “I wish I would have done this or that…”.
I’m not talking about messing up the steps – I did, and who cares! I’m not talking about leaving it all on the floor – I did, no matter how much it does not look it on video. I’m not talking about being great, let alone perfect – god knows I need so much more work.
I’m talking about enjoying and giving yourself to the whole process, committing to what needs to be done without skimping – so that there are no regrets the next morning. That’s my big lesson.
Of course, none of this would have happened without everyone who was involved and helped. It truly does take a village J. My family (Vitalik, Lilichka, and Katya B.) who lived through this with me every step of the way, my friends who sent their good vibes (too many to list), the “team” that made me beautiful (Doron, Lusya, and Ira) , the cheering section that energized the whole dance hall (again too many to list), and my teachers to whom I owe everything I know about latin dancing (Zhenya and Inna of www.SitiDance.com. To feel this support is unbelievably empowering and humbling at the same time. And I hope I gave them the reason to smile and have a little fun too.
Today is the day after. The dress is off. The eye-lashes are off. The make-up is off. What’s left are pictures, videos, and fabulous memories.
And the fire orange nail polish that keeps flickering as I type this – so bright, someone said, we’ll use it to guide us out in case of emergency.
Where do you go from here? Do you just relive this one moment, or do you pursue this further? Was this a one-time wonder (like sky-diving that one time). Or is this a permanent enjoyment? Is there a next time? For now, that remains to be seen…