“dancing with the stars”

Yup. Thaaat’s right. I watch “Dancing with the Stars.” And I’m in love with that little race car driver Helio Castroneves, with his crazy alchemy of goofy tooth and dimples and featherfooted grace. He’s just champagne bubbles and charm and if you don’t get all giddy watching him, I’m afraid I must gently suggest: You are totally messed up.

Then there’s Marie Osmond. And I’m kinda loving her right now, too, what with her sauciness and wisecracks and performer’s spirit. She’s had 8 kids, for Lord’s sake, and her body shows it a bit, but she pulls out a great performance every week. She’s confident in her strengths as a performer and knows how to work ’em. Good for you, Marie! This week, for the Viennese Waltz, her partner sent her to some little kid ballet classes to work on her carriage. Marie said later, “All these little girls kept coming up to me in class saying, ‘You need to work on your core,’ and I said, ‘Yeah, who asked you??'”

Hahahahahaha. I loved her for that. Go, Marie!!

4 Replies to ““dancing with the stars””

  1. I’ve seen her do better dances, but I’m loving her feistiness!

    Helioooooo!! What an adorable goofball.

    Oh, yeah, sarahk. Isn’t Jane Seymore just so so classy? Just days after her mom’s death and all — to do that beautiful tango? Another class act.

    Uhm, Mark Cuban???? Blech.

  2. My parents hooked me on this show last season, and we love Marie. It would take a lot for me to stop liking her anyway–one of my earliest TV memories is how much I loved watching “The Donny and Marie Show.”

    And I’m waiting for Mark to snap in two or something. Ick.

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