When somebody opens a bottle of wine, I can't help but feel joyous even before I taste it. The popping of the cork set against an old Gardel recording and soft, dim orange light is one of those beautiful images that isn't exactly rare at a milonga, but it still sends my romantic soul swooning. I barely danced, just sat with the DJ/instructor and some friends watching the others dance; we got to know each other better under the truth-telling influence of a happy Malbec. Vino veritas. At the end of the night I shared a great dance to one of my favourite songs (Paris Texas, Gotan Project) and left, wined-up and feeling great. Wine - don't ever forget it. How can you?
Other news. In the last few days I have purchased a few pairs of leg warmers (very practical for both dancing and the winter wind), one of them HOT PINK (definitely not my style but complements my style perfectly, since I wear usually black, grey, white, & beige), and I'm just obsessed with them. Really. I look at them all the time, sitting contentedly in my sock drawer as they talk casually to my other socks (yes, my socks have personalities, all of my other clothes do not), I put them on, I spin around, I laugh. I'm wearing hot pink for the first time in years, and I'm loving it. I must admit I found it a little strange that some of the people covering NY Fashion Week seemed to talk about leg warmers as the "new obsession" for spring - I thought people have always been wearing them? And especially in the last 4 years, revived? etc?
And another thing I'm doing that I haven't done in years -- I'm eating a packet of M&Ms!! Seriously, it must be 3 years now since I've had an M&M - for a chocolate-lover, this is strange, non? And I'm in loooove again...
LOOK AT ALL THE COLOURS!!!