Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Isn’t My Daughter Pretty?


Last Friday I went to try and salsa dance, I say try because I royally suck at it and I never remember the steps. I don’t mind, I usually spend most of the evening listening to the music and watching those who can actually dance well.



This time was no exception, I spent most of the evening talking to people and looking at the experienced couples dancing. When the salsa dancers started deserting the place, the DJ starting playing some old soul/funk sounds that I love so I went on the dance floor. I few minutes later a women came and started dancing with me, I could tell by the way she was looking at me that she found me attractive. She asked me for my age and then gave me hers: she was 70 years old (and really didn’t look like it). It was her first time in La Reunion and she enjoyed every minute of it. She made the hmm sound on numerous occasions, I guess she wanted to make sure I got the message even though her husband was seated not too far from us. She later said: you see the girl in the red dress, she is my daughter, isn’t she pretty, she’s 45 years old! The girl was wearing an amazing red dress that was fitting her in all the right places, she also didn’t look her age and was gorgeous. I can only wish to all the women on this planet to age as well. It was weird because I had the feeling that the mother was advertising the daughter, two men where seated next to the husband so I guessed one of them was the daughter’s boyfriend. I felt a little embarrassed by the situation but it was also terribly funny, I congratulated the mother on a job well done and thankfully for me the song ended.

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