You are wrong. Somebody has to be the worst dancer, and it’s me. Went to a wedding earlier this year and it was lovely and enjoyable until it was dancing time. Tried to avoid participating, but family was persistent so I finally stood up, reluctantly. It was awful and I was fully self-conscious to an extreme degree, even after some drinks and edibles. I nearly cringed my eyeballs the wrong direction. Dancing is me at my most socially awkward, 0/10 would not recommended…
If there’s one place you probably won’t be the worst dancer it’s a wedding. Especially if Grandma’s had two glasses of champagne
You are wrong. Somebody has to be the worst dancer, and it’s me. Went to a wedding earlier this year and it was lovely and enjoyable until it was dancing time. Tried to avoid participating, but family was persistent so I finally stood up, reluctantly. It was awful and I was fully self-conscious to an extreme degree, even after some drinks and edibles. I nearly cringed my eyeballs the wrong direction. Dancing is me at my most socially awkward, 0/10 would not recommended…