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Music Video Choreography: A No-No in Public

I’m going to have to do a three-part series on “going out when you are almost 30.”

Because things change. Even in how you party.

What you wear, how much you are drinking, what you are drinking, how long you are willing to stay, how (seductively)you dance, whether you are willing to pay and how much you are willing to pay to be in the place are things you give serious thought to as you get older. Furthermore, there’s just stuff you’ve decided that you just won’t do anymore.

Speaking of which, I recently learned that had I stopped doing one particular thing when I saw a girl in her early 20’s doing it.

I was recently at a party where it was a mixed crowd of upstart college journalists all the way to battle-tested, seasoned veterans. If you have ever seen Beyonce’s video for Girls Run the World, you know it’s quite complicated. I admit I’ve tried to do that shoulder bounce she does in the beginning in my bathroom mirror a couple of times. This is acceptable. It’s cute within the confines of my home when I’m alone.

But lo and behold, one of the youngins, a slim, good-looking girl is right on que busting the difficult moves in the middle of the party. I figured she’d stop at the opening shoulder bounce, but she handily made it into the second verse before stopping after realizing she had an audience besides her friends. It also didn’t help that I was yelling, “Look yall, she knows the whole routine!”

I can’t hate on her. I thought she did an excellent job. I wish I had that I still had that much time on my hands. When I did have that much time on my hands, I won’t lie. I too had a couple of routines that I learned and was happily proud to show off when I went out. Feel free to laugh.

Dru Hill’s sleeping in my bed remix.

Aaliyah’s Rock the Boat (my personal fav).

Brandy’s hand/arm thing in the I want to be down video.

The last time I tried to learn choreography to a music video was when the uber infectious “Single Ladies” (yet another Beyonce anthem) came out. That ended in me and a dear girlfriend out of breath and passed out on the floor laughing hysterically at how ridiculous we both looked.

These days, the most work I’ve put into learning a dance is probably the wobble wobble. I still don’t completely have it.

So yeah. If you are turning 30 like me, and you aren’t a professional dancer or a dance teacher, you may want to keep the complicated routines in the privacy of your own home or else you will be that “old head” you used to make fun of when you were in your early 20s.

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