My first exercise class was belly dancing at the YWCA in Valparaiso, Indiana – in the ’70s. Yes, you read that right: in Middle America not the Middle East.
I still have the belt, though it fits more like a necklace than a hip-hugger these days. Thankfully, it’s not a choker.
Belly dancing is the ploy of this book, Dance With Me, written by a friend, DeAnna Cameron. Its romance will shimmy your beach chair and make you reach for another iced tea…on sale today and tomorrow. A bargain – buy it!
And boogie the afternoon away – I highly recommend it. Click on this clink – go!
Thank you for the shout-out for DANCE WITH ME, PJ! You’ll have to show me that belt sometime 🙂
I’ll wear it to Thursday Round Table. The belt has coins that jingle like change from a $10.00 bill after a purchase at Panera Bread