Ice Dancing

husband and i were thinking that we would do a much better job of ice dancing than all these lame idiots skating away to les miz medlies with nude chest-paneled, rhinestone-encrusted costumes.

we figured we'd do it with class. bring it up to date. a nice mix of hall 'n oates. maneater. i can't go for that. a mix of tempos, sweet and sensative, yet rockin'. we'd show 'em all. and to cover for our less than stellar skating ability, we'd have gabriel set off some fireworks stage-left (rink left?) when we were "doing a lift" rink-right. i figure we'd bring 'em to their knees, bolero-style.

kami, you in as costume stylist?

2010, you read it here first.