Dancin' In Your Drawers....An Introduction

"Dance First. Think Later. It's the natural order."   - Samuel 

                                                                                          Beckett 

        

Don’t worry – my blog has not been hacked. And yes, you correctly read that post title. Welcome to the first installment of Dancin’ in Your Drawers, a little project that has been in the making for quite some time now, focused on the art form of flailing about to some good tunes in your underwear.  This may sound slightly silly to those who have never cranked up the iTunes and cut loose, but to those whom this is a regular part of their weekly routine, it will be crystal clear that this particular activity is often an essential ingredient in the recipe for a woman’s self- worth and confidence.

With that in mind, I’ve made sure to do my research. This will not be a series of posts focused only on my personal views and tales of undie dancing ; I have spent the last few months slowly gathering opinions from friends on everything from song choices to why and how they shake it in their skivvies…or in some cases, do not.  I will admit that I honed in on the female viewpoint, as this seems to be a practice more common in the feminine sex, but I certainly don’t mean to exclude any men that might be reading.  I can actually recall a comment from my former Facebook days in which a  male (married with a child) friend affirmed something to the effect of, “Men like to get down to some good tunes in their boxers and socks too!”.

 I am aware that our culture in particular has taken to sexualizing dancing in your underwear , and while that may be true in some women’s cases- this tends to be done in complete privacy, so I couldn’t possibly know - that’s definitely not the angle I’m going for with this project.  I’ve spent some time thinking about how to best explain this phenomenon to those who have yet to be enlightened , and it’s my belief that this little opening sequence from the 80’s “classic” Adventures in Babysitting might just do the trick.

 No, Elizabeth Shue is not in her underwear, but she (or the character, rather) is completely unhibited to the point that it doesn’t matter what she’s wearing. I think that should serve as enough of a teaser to get you to check back every so often and hopefully find some fun posts that will inspire you to let your hang-ups go, at least for the three minutes that it takes to play your favorite boogie song, and embrace all that you are.

 And men, for any of you reading and still thinking that this couldn’t possibly pertain to you, I offer another 80’s classic. I can’t speak for him, but it sure looks like Mr. Cruise is having a blast to me. Go on and try it. No one will know….and you might just enjoy yourself.