I was certainly overdressed.
A dance competition smack dab in the Student Union at six in the afternoon.
All the deadweights from classes or clubs who wandered in. All seized now to watch. Only the contestants had thought to dust their cheeks red or wear their finest and stand with the poise and attention of well, dancers.
Among shorty shorts and springtime skirts there was that one taking a drag in the corner as the events unfolded.
Me. Well I couldn't lie, a waltz wasn't as boring as it looked and neither was a macerena. I jotted down pages worth of notes. Sloppy drawings of the competition, opinions on the favorite; a coveted position vied for by both Hartley Macy and Sylvia Marisella.
The straight hair porcelain Asian beauty versus a robust, serious Latina.
It made my heart pitter just a bit.
By Devon Sooth. The ins and outs of academia star turned hot dance craze of Hardin Simmons. I... liked that idea.