Welcome to the Casbah, baby

I've decided to embrace the pink. I will be moving to a different studio within the Dance Palace, and it used to be a ballet room, so the walls are classic ballerina pink. Belly dance is so fascinating that people will go to great lengths to peer into the room through any convenient means - window, doorlight, keyhole, whatever - so to fill in the single floor-to-ceiling glass window that faces the parking lot, I am taking my fuchsia-pink sari with the gold sequins and making it into a drape to keep out the peepers. In addition, I am adding a rack for spare veils, canes and hip scarves and I'm working on getting a map of the world so I can point out the regions when we do regional styles. The Sunday night show that I attended in Tampa with my advanced dancers featured one or two regional numbers, and we all agreed we would focus a little on ethnographic styles, like the raqs al-assaya or Saidi cane dances, or get even more exotic and do some Ghawazee as well. So, along with embracing the pink, I'm embracing the desert, too. It's time to get down to business, so to speak. New classes start the 7th of July, and I want to be ready.