Friday Chat w/ Vlad
Hey it’s Vlad. It is now November which means we are approaching the Holiday season. There will be holiday parties I will be expected to attend. As I am sure you can imagine I am the life of the party, but there is one party activity that I need work on. I know this comes as a shock to everyone as you believe I excel at everything. This is mostly true. I would say, however, I could use some work on my dance skills. Growing up in Russia I really wasn’t exposed to western dance styles. Sure I can do a killer prisyádka, also known as the Russian squat dance but I don’t think that will be useful at my holiday soirées. I will need to find which ambassador can give me some help. Lucan aka #dorkwolf is immediately OFF the list. I’ve seen the boys moves. He has all the skills of a mastodon with four left feet. Viktor thinks he can dance but truth be told he carries a few too many extra LBs to do any dance justice. When he really gets moving to the beat and then stops, his blubber just keeps right on dancing. We try not to body shame the boy but perhaps he should lay of the bonbons. I asked Ishy and Libby the American foxes if they could teach me any western dance moves but they weren’t much help. Ishy “squishy” has some of the same issues as Viktor. Libby is pretty high energy but she is into some modern techno fusion thing that required glow sticks. If I was going to a rave this might be fine but not for my holiday parties. None of the Novosibirsk 9 would have been exposed to western dance in Russia but I know Laika is very into fitness. You may have seen a video of her exercising in the oversized hamster wheel. I figured maybe she picked up some moves from exercise videos. Unfortunately, it seems that Lucan ate all the exercise CDs with the exception of booty boot camp and some tae bo ones. Now sure, I can shake my booty like a Polaroid picture, but again not appropriate for my holiday parties. Just as I was giving up all hope of getting assistance, I saw a video of Sophie strutting her stuff. All the elegance of Ginger Rogers, with the energy of a fly girl and a touch of foxy flair. I found my tutor.
Vlad out.