Actually, salsa is not “she” at all, it is “he”, because in Spanish it means “sauce”. But, adapting this overseas word to the Russian language, it still comes out “she” – salsa – so burning, sultry and temperamental. It blows away from her, sparks pour out of her eyes and inside it gets so hot that I even want to dance!
Yes, it’s dancing! To us, women, beautiful, passionate and romantic, the dance seems to be something very dear and close, we quickly grasp its rhythm and allow the dance to reveal our deep essence. In the dance we live, rejoice, communicate, we love, flirt and, of course, conquer, allowing men to quietly or loudly admire our grace and perfection. Continue reading
Today I would like to try to write a psychological portrait of a typical (?) Guy practicing salsa for a while. More precisely, not even a portrait, but a rough sketch, since the writer from me is useless. I will also try to answer a question that maybe interests non-dancing women (are there any?): What is it like to meet a guy who salsa dances.
A guy dancing salsa. He is not like everyone else. It can even be called a kind of unique. He is not afraid of mistakes and perceives this as an integral process of learning. Many people outside the dance floor consider him a slob for his not-so-serious life mood. Continue reading