I am a 38 y.o. fat woman who dances and sings in public. Yes, yes..I admit it. When I go to stores and they are playing great music, (or sometimes the music doesn't have to be great, just there), I sing along loud enough for people to hear and many times I move along with the music. AND, when the mood strikes me, I downright boogie.
It's an embarrassing fact for my daughter. My poor, poor soon to be 13 DD. Which stands for dear daughter, or when the mood strikes her, demonic daughter. So sometimes she deserves it. The embarrassment that is.
I know, I know...what could I be thinking? Singing and dancing in public...and NOT in a darkened club or karaoke bar where it's acceptable to sing and dance and embarrass myself. But then, I smile randomly at people and make faces at babies in grocery stores too. So sue me.
But admit it. Sometimes, when you're in the freezer aisle, and George Michael's "Faith" comes on, you want to pull that carrot out of your cart and belt it out along with him. Not to mention the horrible urge to sway along with the music, or even rotate those hips and swing that hair.
So give in. The next time your favorite song comes on and you're in the dairy section, give in and sing. Swing those arms, shake those hips and give the security guys something to think about. You'd be surprised at the smiles you get.
It's an embarrassing fact for my daughter. My poor, poor soon to be 13 DD. Which stands for dear daughter, or when the mood strikes her, demonic daughter. So sometimes she deserves it. The embarrassment that is.
I know, I know...what could I be thinking? Singing and dancing in public...and NOT in a darkened club or karaoke bar where it's acceptable to sing and dance and embarrass myself. But then, I smile randomly at people and make faces at babies in grocery stores too. So sue me.
But admit it. Sometimes, when you're in the freezer aisle, and George Michael's "Faith" comes on, you want to pull that carrot out of your cart and belt it out along with him. Not to mention the horrible urge to sway along with the music, or even rotate those hips and swing that hair.
So give in. The next time your favorite song comes on and you're in the dairy section, give in and sing. Swing those arms, shake those hips and give the security guys something to think about. You'd be surprised at the smiles you get.