There has always been something about a dancers body that does it for me. I do not not if it is the grace with which the move, or the shredded physiques they almost always have, but whatever it is is working. It is like they live twentyfour-seven as a professional fighter trying to make weight before a big fight. It probably is not the healthiest thing for them to do, but neither is a Big Mac, so I say let them be. It is the same thing I say when someone complains about a dog humping a stuffed animal. Why do they care so much about what he likes to hump? I do not care that your child needs to sleep with that specific bear. God forbid you actually have to do the laundry more than once a week. I guess some people just like to complain, but not I. I am prefer to stay positive. Like how I am positive that this is the closest I will ever get to seeing Julianne Hough in the flesh. And I am also positive that I will be carrying this image around with me for a very long time.
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