I have no particular care for what other people do on the dance floor, so long as it doesn’t involve bumping into me. But, of late, I have noticed that I really like watching people who smile while they dance. Now I don’t mean the forced rigor mortis grimmace of the ballroom but the genuine smile of the people who take the time to enjoy what they are dancing.
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Well then you’d really dislike watching me move around the floor!
I’ve noticed variants of ‘tango-faces’ over time – some goofy, some sublime, some child-like….
and then there’s the scaredy-tango-face-from-Hallowe’en….
– would turn milk it would (or so I’m told
No matter how hard I try to remember to ease-up, the concentration in the rest of the dance does tend to remove the last screed of energy to ‘waste’ on facial muscles….
Though I like to think I make up for it at the end of the song at least, with a big smile being the norm…. at least I know it can be scary
I wouldn’t dislike, I’d simply not be drawn to watch.