Tomorrow I have my first OFFICIAL belly dance performance. I am doing two numbers, completely improv. I am nervous as HELL.
I am scared of walking into that crowd and having people look at me. I suppose the best thing about improv though is that if I mess up, I can fake it to look like it’s part of the dance.
And as much as I hate my belly, I have to put it out there. If I want my daughter to be fearless, I NEED TO BE FEARLESS.