So, Moira had her first dance concert tonight (twice and three times tomorrow). I really enjoyed making her up like Jon Benet way too much. Well, no one in her class froze. They all wiggled and kicked and all that jazz. Go Mo!
But sitting in the green room looking at all the different classes in their costumes, I had this sick feeling that I was in a virtual reality room of all possible male fantasies.
School girl uniforms
Cheerleaders
Swiss Misses
French maids
Flashdance off-the-shoulder number
Mechanics in Daisy Dukes (female, of course)
Prom Queens
Cow Girls
Janes (as in Tarzan and...)
Gangsta Chicks
and, my own favorite...
Little Girls
Did I miss any?
What does this observation say about me?