We had a helluva weekend dancing, learning, laughing and sweating at the Rachel Brice Workshop in Blue Mtns.

It served to remind me of how talented she is and what a lovely lass she is. Rita & I had a great weekend and picked up some fabulous choreo elements & an eclectic piece of music that I just adore - "FEE, FI, FO, FUM - I smell the bwood of an Engwish Man!!!" My Daddy used to sing that to me when I was a little girl...not quite as manically but still was kinda nostalgic for me anyhow.
Anyways - it'll fit well into our current repetoire with that kind of pseudo vaudeville cabaret feel....watch this space!

Some great performances at the Sunday evening show included Ghawazi Caravan, Devi's lovely flamenco inspired solo, Kiwi Iwi (AMAZING strong spirit from The Land of the Long White Cloud) & the Urban Turban ladies....GypsyNoir messed up the floor with some Dark Nouveau Gypsy grooviness and then (and I am not in anyway ashamed to say it) was totally outshone by the lady herself!

She was absolutely ravishing and supremely devine of course....We even got her back for a screamer of an encore & ArBee party tricks with glasses of Whisky!!! Yes well....more on that another time....

Hmmm....I think Rita has fallen in love - but that's just too bad cos I found her first!!! {:op

Well....better go and attempt some ab isolations now.....


....Fee muttering the "RB Mantra" as she wanders out of the room....Down, UP! down, down, down - Back, Front, Down & Up!....