My friend April has the best taste in pretty much everything. She has the coolest clothes, the prettiest makeup and knows tons about awesome music. So, naturally, when she sent me some vintage salsa music that she had been grooving on lately, I downloaded it immediately. As with pretty much everything April likes, it’s awesome. This music is what summer sounds like, at least to me.
So what could be better than a warm Sunday night filled with salsa music, writing and wine? How about dancing? April popped by to visit and we wound up feeling the ritmo while the music was playing. Well, she felt it. I tried.
“No, Liz, you’re doing it wrong!” she corrected me as I waggled my hips. “Watch me. Back, together, forth, together…good, there you go! Now hold your hands at waist level….”
I’m sure I looked fairly ridiculous, but that didn’t stop me. In my mind, I was Selena and La India wrapped up in one package. Now all I have to do is not trip over my own feet.
Looking silly also won’t stop me from salsa dancing again tonight. One day, I’ll get it right.
Bonus treat: La Abril herself, salsa bombing all over Los Angeles
Double bonus treat: April’s blog: Las Cositas Bellas