Soy Tanguero.

Here’s some silliness…

On Saturday night, a friend took me to her favorite Argentine Tango club.

This wasn’t no show-dance stuff. It was the kind you can imagine where they’re all close-embraced and wrapping into and around and melting into each other with that really slow and sensual lovemaking vibe, like sloths playing twister, but possibly even more sexy.

As my inner nature is quite sloth-like, I instantly decided I needed to do this.

So on Tuesday I started beginner classes. I picked it up pretty easily and earned a lot of compliments from my partners, including several who thought I was one of the instructors.

Then yesterday, Wednesday, I picked up another class and practice session at a different school run by a former competitor, Colette. As the lesson went on, I found I was being paired up with more experienced partners, until by halfway through the practice session it became clear that she’d decided I was her future tango star and was lining me up to dance with her best ladies and herself.

Totally serious — it was ridiculous. And while I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about the “buzz” that was going around, I got some hella good instruction and got them all to teach me some cool tricks. My mind was completely blown several times — like when one of them taught me how to get her leg wrapped around mine — and it hit me. 

“Holy fuck, I’m actually doing tango.”

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  1. peachcherub said: I want to learn that!
  2. mayjah said: Yay! Argentine tango is amazing, and one of the very few social dances I haven’t learned yet. Took American but never Argentine. So excited for you! PS: Please save me a dance (once I learn it, of course, derr) :P
  3. karinanotcinerina said: Sloths playing Twister for the win!
  4. catty1 said: Super cool! There’s a tango group that uses the dance studio I used to frequent, Stage 7. And one of my mom’s friends is a world class tango dancer. Gonna hafta teach me some moves!
  5. do-over said: Holy fuck, that’s actually totally hot.
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