I've been thinking so much about ava and her first dance performance that it got me thinking about my first show. reminiscing led to digging and the result: this little gem of a photo of me, back in the day. I am eleven years old here (summer of 1982) and had just finished doing a solo to the song 'fame' (FAME!). please note the woven headband. note the lavender leotard and coordinating pink and white baseball shirt and socks. I loved those nike tennis shoes, too. my mom was selling mary kay cosmetics at the time and I remember how exciting it was to have her do my 'stage' makeup (lots of the burgundy and wine shades that were so popular in the late '70s/ early '80s). and how can you not have love for those dark brown pantyhose?
the performance (okay, recital) took place at a small little outdoor stage (what we used to call a 'band shell') and there were maybe thirty people sitting out in the audience. a microphone propped up next to the speaker of a tape player (what we used to call a 'jambox') functioned as the sound system. the rest of the details are a little fuzzy to me, though I do remember being so nervous that I felt sick to my stomach. and I remember wondering why I had even wanted to do it in the first place. I experienced such a sense of relief when it was all over that it is a wonder that I even continued to take dance classes. lucky I have this photograph (in all its' dorky glory) because the video footage was accidentally taped over with a 76ers game... (sorry, dad. you know I think you are the greatest man in the whole wide world, but I'm afraid you will never live this down). I would gladly give up my left thumb (any appendage or limb, for that matter) to see this dance again.
and now I must stop writing so that I can dig out my 'fame' record album. yes, I will be playing it loud and singing along, driving everyone in my family crazy. and just wait until they get a load of my solo.