When Jealousy Strikes, Pull Out The Super Voodoo Belly Dance Doll Ebad 5/30
Today’s blog combines two things:
1. The sadly humorous items that people sell under the name “Belly Dance” in order to get more sales
2. This week’s entry into the Becoming a Better Belly Dancer and A Better You series
The much needed Belly Dancer Voodoo Doll!
To be honest, I kinda like this doll... ok, maybe I like it out of fear. Fear that this blog will anger the manufacturer, and thus the doll’s name will be changed to “The Dilara, Torture At Will”
While I am not a huge consumer of voodoo dolls, I must admit I do have one in the HipMix.net office. I call him Time Warner.
(We love him because we have to, when is this area getting AT&T?!?)
Now, when I first saw this belly dance item for sale on line, my eyes rolled. Why, oh why must this be an artistic image for belly dance... but then it hit me:
Let this belly dance voodoo doll be the vessel of our inner Kanye (Did I lose you? Read the blog, Be A Belly Dancer, Not Kanye West here>> )
While we are sweet, loving and caring/sharing dancers and artists with hearts full of rainbows, there can (occasionally) be a time when ANOTHER dancer infringes upon our well-being and happiness. Perhaps ANOTHER dancer brings out some ugly persona that lies deep within us... of course, while we are simply an innocent victim and unknowingly becoming pulled into a cesspool of negativity and comparisons. In other words, when we revert to our stupid Jr High version of Mean Girls.
I recommend this product, and ask you to attach YOUR name to her chest.