The scoop.

Hello There My Little Godiva Chocolates !

I feel a little better compared to yesterday, but not quite. I am still quite pissy, but I am doing an awesome job of hiding it. My boss at work was none the wiser.

As you know this is my first week in my new place, and I am getting used to it all. I still can't believe I moved so fast. I still have to finish unpacking and take the rest of my stuff out of storage by the end of this month.

Other than that, I got a spot at Rakkasah, which is a huge bellydance festival that takes place in March every year. I will be doing my solo, and now I am trying to decide what type of routine I will be doing, and what costume I should wear. Getting a spot was HARD. I had to fight off the busy signals for 8 hours before someone picked up the phone. But I had the patience and I finally got in.

Rakkasah is pretty much every bellydancer's wet dream. Anything you want, you can be (as long as it's not too skanky) or buy. They sell everything you could want in regard to costumes, makeup and props. If I had the cash, I could easily drop over $800 on a tailor made costume. There are also a lot of performers so you get to see different styles. You can be whatever you want, which is nice. I have seen people bellydance to rock music or design interesting costumes that looked nothing like a bellydance costume.

I buy some things there, but I've bought most of my prized dance possessions elsewhere. I got my sword at the mall, because at the fair they sell fake bellydance swords. I wanted the real thing, and got an Iberian scimitar and had a friend dull it down so I wouldn't slice myself. My other professional costume was purchased from my teacher from Egypt. Basically, fairs are a ripoff.

Anyway, that is all for now my little loves. I know I owe you a picture of a hot man because today is Hump Day Hotness, but I have run out of men to lust after. Senorita is very picky.

Ciao y besitos !