You know, I've been thinking about how totally random the pictures I took are. Like, I have tons of some people, and of others (like Tep, for one) I can't believe I have no pictures. Which sucks. It's like when the weekend is over and I realized my complete failure to have conversations with Fay and Deena and Cass and a dozen others. Next time I'ma have a checklist or summat.

And again, I'm the evil opposite of many. I frequently like the way I look in pictures better than RL. Although, since I haven't been dancing or working out at all, the voluptua is a bit more prominent in the dance shots than I would like. Thank heavens class starts up again tomorrow.

the voluptua is a bit more prominent in the dance shots than I would like

::loves smonster's voluptua::

voluptua

You've just brought back a superb memory, 33 or so years old now. I was feeling miserable and body-hating (had just had surgery on ankles and was puffy and compressed and pissed off). I was curled up in bed, not quite in tears, and Nicholas Rev.1 wandered upstairs and just stood there, staring down at me.

I finally got very twitchy and snapped something along the lines of "WHAT. ARE. YOU. DOING."

I remember exactly what he said - the entire memory just came back. He said "I'm admiring your pulchritude."

Never heard him use the word before that or anytime after it. Stuck in my head, but I'd forgotten that.

You just made me extremely happy.

I've been thinking about how totally random the pictures I took are. Like, I have tons of some people, and of others (like Tep, for one) I can't believe I have no pictures. Which sucks.

This. So very much this. When I finally uploaded my pics I couldn't believe how much stuff and how many foamy people I failed to take pictures of. And I was apparently stalking Juliana because like half of my pics were of her. (Not that tons of pics of Juliana is a problem -'cause that would obviously be crazy talk!)

Next time I'ma have a checklist or summat.

Good plan. I may adopt it.

the voluptua is a bit more prominent in the dance shots than I would like

But....belly dance *requires* a belly!

Smonster has lovely voluptua. Me, not so much.

I have no voluptua. Pulchritude, all the way.

smonster's voluptua is like the textbook definition of sexy.

I'm pretty zen about my voluptua, thanks to rugby and bellydance. But thanks for the compliments.

I remember exactly what he said - the entire memory just came back. He said "I'm admiring your pulchritude."

That is made of awesome.

But....belly dance *requires* a belly!

Well... I prefer to think that bellydance (like rugby, coincidentally) welcomes a greater variety of body types and heights than many other forms of dance (or sport, as the case may be).

See, for example, Rachel Brice.

I do really love Fat Chance Bellydance, as they have a lot more size and ethnic diversity in their troupe than, say, the Bellydance Superstars. (I respect and like a lot of those dancers. I'm not going to get into my feelings about Miles Copeland. Oh, yes, folks, there is wank in bellydance, too.)

Smonster has lovely voluptua. Me, not so much.

While not wishing to denigrate smonster's lovely voluptua in any way (loved the dancing, so pretty), I have to take issue with this statement. I came up to you on the terrace and put my arms around you for entirely selfish reasons, Brenda; you looked like you would feel fabulous to hold. And I was not wrong.