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@midwestirishdancer
If the Irish dance world is still alive out there, my first born is for sell. Someone help me find her a good home.
March 12, 2015 - Select students of the the Butler Fearon O’Connor School of Irish Dance will be competing in the World Championships in Montreal at the end of March.
WHAT IS THAT GIRLS ARCH
^^^
First thing I saw
before I go onstage at every competition I always pray to God that I just do my best, because that’s all I can ask of myself. placement doesn’t matter most of the time to me, as long as I’m having fun and I have three clean rounds and I dance my best, I’m proud of myself.
honestly my favorite part about dance is that we spend countless hours in the studio — sweaty, tired, looking a mess…
and then we go to compete and we get all dolled up in our sparkly, glamorous dresses and get to pretend to be a Barbie with our stage makeup on and get all tan and fresh white taped hardshoes. We get up onstage and have all eyes on us and we notice all the younger girls looking up to us.
I love it. Every aspect.
Work as hard as possible for hours upon hours to make 2 minutes look like a walk in the park.
I’m due for my pre-major break down at any second
The stress is getting reel; especially when a TC decides to tell you “I don’t like that lead, you should do something easier” or “I don’t like that piece doesn’t seem slip jig” or how that same piece was just changed on another dancer by the choreographer.
But at this point I haven’t practiced the easier lead in over 3 months, and I didn’t receive the change in the slip jig sooooo I’m just going to keep on keeping on.
But that deep cry cry needs to come because it releases so much emotion/tension lol.
Irish dancers
I miss you so much! I wish there was still a large community on here. It’s hard to follow dancers on instagram sometimes and it’s easier on tumblr to watch your journey and share in your joy and help you through your pain. I’m always on here and if you want to get in touch on instagram, my username is defygrav791. Probably no one will see this post but it’s worth a shot. I’m sorry a lot of you left because of drama and unnecessary hate. If you need any love and support, I’m here. I’m a good listener and I try to send lots of positive thoughts out. Hang in there! Good luck at Nationals!! Looking forward to your stories!
I have no idea what happened but I miss everyone.
Come back y’all
Berri King - Brennan Miskelly McCormick School Have you ever seen a cuter little tot?
54 days y’all
TCRG Tip #5
When exchanging places with another dancer/couple in a ceili:
When you sidestep to the right, dance behind the dancer(s) you have exchanged places with. When you sidestep to the left, dance in front of the dancer(s) you have exchanged places with.
Was anyone else taught “Never get left behind”?
Will u22 be Jigs forever?
Because I just realized that would mean 3 more years of Jigs for the 1997 u22s. Senior Ladies usually alternates right? So 2 years of Jig coming out into Senior Ladies Jig.
I’m currently in my third year of jigs and I lowkey love it
I don’t think my body/brain/feet is capable of a hornpipe anymore and I’m not complaining
@ clrg
Honest Question
Why do so many people (I am particularly looking at the VOY parents) get SO ANGRY about skirt lengths? Like they start calling these children (and everyone else tbh) indecent. Do I think it looks a bit tacky when someone’s bloomers can be seen while they’re standing still, sure (but that’s mostly because it looks like a diaper if it was your short Nike Pros, I probably wouldn’t care). But I’m not scandalized by it. And I don’t really know why people get huffy about being able to see someone’s hands below their skirt, like, why do they get so angry that we have hands just like them? Would they call a ballerina indecent? Or a gymnast? (I have seen them get disparaging about how close we are getting to ice skating outfits so they must think that is scandalous lol). I know that one argument that they like to scream about is “BUT TRADITION”, but like, I’d like to see you try dancing in one of those old three-panels. And I feel certain that if the cultural climate had allowed it at the time, they would have worn shorter skirts too. Dancing or really doing anything athletic with some bulky fabric/cardboard flapping against your legs is a hindrance (And probably why many sports these days opt for tight and short). IDK the whole thing is just dumb to me. (don’t even get me started on collarbones, cutouts, and sheer fabric. I can see your arm skin, the HORROR!)
A little late but love my new dress so much!
Dance classes resume tonight. Guess I gotta start shaving my legs again 😒
The actual struggle.
If anyone in class gets close enough to notice I haven’t shaved my legs, they’re too close.
It’d be nice to know whether this’ll be my third year of jigs (yay for being a senior lady, then u22, then senior lady again) or if I’m going to have to try and attempt reel/hp…. (which I haven’t done since 2013 when I stopped dancing)…
Girl. Same.
I have 2 Oireachtas moods:
Confident AF and sure I’m gonna win the whole thing
And…
Utter blinding panic
“your biggest challenge isn’t someone else. it’s the ache in your lungs and the burning in your legs, and the voice inside that yells “can’t,” but you don’t listen. you just push harder. and then you hear the voice whisper “can.” and you discover that the person you thought you were is no match for the one you really are.“