There is a wonderful floor show at this resort. Night before last, we saw the "Boogie Woogie Show," which consisted of five men and two women in afro wigs, dancing not to The Andrews Sisters, but disco. They all had great bodies and a bit of training, I think, but the choreography was charmingly high schooly, for lack of a better word. One of the girls was pregnant- still smokin hot, mind you- and the guys were flaming. My favorite parts were At the Carwash and The Village People montage, which tickled me to the center of my soul. I could not resist a peek at the Fantasy (Fantasy is in the Minds of Those who are not Afraid to Dream) Show, hoping that it would be the same choreography in angel wings. Not too far off! It was a fantasy under the sea, complete with a Little Mermaid reenactment and the coolest jellyfish costumes ever. They had these umbrella-looking things on their heads and curlity chiffon hanging all over- really neat. Then there was an awesome lobster woman. I was reminded of the costumes that my mom came up with for the old Grayland dance revues. Marvelous. Sadly, I will have to miss the White Party Show, because members of my own white party finally scored some restaurant reservations. That's nice, because the novelty of the buffet is finally starting to wear off.
In other news, I think that "(Don't Wanna Be) All By Myself" is the song I've heard more than any other since arriving here.
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