So, umm.. Do you come here often, ID? What's your major?
Tomorrow, I will be watching the Olympics again, but only because of one particular event: Ice Dancing. Ice Dancing and I have a troubled relationship.
I've always fancied myself as the semi-upscale, urbane gentleman who is more suited for a party with wine and cheese than a hard-night of clubbing and bar hopping. That's partly why I enjoy watching figure skating so much. There is a certain stately grace about the movements of the skaters that calls to mind an unhurried sensuality.
If figure skating is the woman in the sparkling, long black dress who can luxuriate on top of the piano in a high-class lounge, then ice dancing is her sluttier younger sister who wears clothing that's a bit too revealing, can't figure how to put on makeup from the 'not-whore' collection (only the finest Walmarts carry that line), and spends all night drunk at the frat-house.
On the one hand, there's a certain dark attraction to her. She's probably easy and she isn't really all that awful-looking, right?
But if you went down that path, you know you'd wake up in the morning feeling really badly about yourself and you'd want to make a trip down to the University Clinic for some tests, just in case.
I gave in to watching ice dancing 4 years ago, but afterward, I felt like I lowered my standards for it and wondered if it was really all that good anyway.
Chalk it up to my lack of self-control or my inability to learn from past experience but I'll probably watch it again this time around.
I've always fancied myself as the semi-upscale, urbane gentleman who is more suited for a party with wine and cheese than a hard-night of clubbing and bar hopping. That's partly why I enjoy watching figure skating so much. There is a certain stately grace about the movements of the skaters that calls to mind an unhurried sensuality.
If figure skating is the woman in the sparkling, long black dress who can luxuriate on top of the piano in a high-class lounge, then ice dancing is her sluttier younger sister who wears clothing that's a bit too revealing, can't figure how to put on makeup from the 'not-whore' collection (only the finest Walmarts carry that line), and spends all night drunk at the frat-house.
On the one hand, there's a certain dark attraction to her. She's probably easy and she isn't really all that awful-looking, right?
But if you went down that path, you know you'd wake up in the morning feeling really badly about yourself and you'd want to make a trip down to the University Clinic for some tests, just in case.
I gave in to watching ice dancing 4 years ago, but afterward, I felt like I lowered my standards for it and wondered if it was really all that good anyway.
Chalk it up to my lack of self-control or my inability to learn from past experience but I'll probably watch it again this time around.
posted by The Academian | 8:34 PM
2 Comments:
Great analogy. Ice-dancing as Ice-skatings slutty younger sister. Classic. And let's face it, while we may talk bad about the little sister and her STDs--don't we secretly like having her around? She makes us look so much better.
She's great to have around, all right. We may have differing reasons for liking her around, but we should still probably feel just a little guilty about those reasons.
I don't know if you happened to catch the NBC introduction story about the favored American ice dancing couple, but it seemed slightly inappropriate for non-cable television. Slightly on the edge of fem-porn.
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