Day 277- Jennifer Grey

Ok, ok, I have to admit it.  I watch Dancing With the Stars.  This shouldn't come as any sort of surprise because I have already admitted to many reality television guilty pleasures.  I didn't used to watch it, but Tom got me hooked.  I'm pretty sure that he may have forgotten this fact because now he makes fun of me for watching, puts in his headphones, and watches/listens to things on the computer loudly to prove how not into it all he is.

Since it was the first show of the season tonight, the dancing was pretty rough.  There are always a few standouts, though, who are clear frontrunners from the beginning of the season.  This season is no exception.  Brandy looked as if she stepped straight out of the lead princess role in a Disney movie, and that guy from that show that was cancelled a long time ago (you know, the one we've never heard of before) was at least very entertaining to watch. 

The real star of the night was clearly Jennifer Grey.  Even though she got a nose job that made her virtually unrecognizable, I still remember all of those Saturday afternoons that I spent watching her tattle on her brother in Ferris Bueller's Day Off  and fall in dancing love in Dirty Dancing.  I can still recite all of her lines from memory ("I carried a watermelon.  I carried a watermelon?"  "Me? I'm scared of everything. I'm scared of what I saw, I'm scared of what I did, of who I am, and most of all I'm scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I'm with you.") and I still want to grow up to be as pretty as she was in all of those dancing costumes. 

The real kicker is that she grew up to be even more beautiful.  She danced a waltz tonight that completely took my breath away.  She floated around the floor in a soft gray costume to "These Arms of Mine."  Even though she was dancing with Derek, who has won the competition more than once and usually fights to be the center of attention, I couldn't take my eyes off of her the whole time.  It really felt as if she was not dancing with a partner, but rather she was drifting around in her memories of Patrick Swayze and Dirty Dancing.  She was so vulnerable and intimate that I felt as if we were old friends reminiscing.  What a beautiful thing her dance was to witness!

Carrie Ann Inaba said, "Something very profound just happened. Some things get better with age and I definitely think you're one of them."  I couldn't agree more.  Her body and her dancing were above and beyond all expectations.  Perhaps instead of dreaming of being Baby Housemann when I grow up, I actually want to be the real Jennifer Grey now.  I hope she keeps it up next week!

Thank you, Jennifer Grey, you made my day.


Admin said…
I really admire Jennifer Grey's tribute to Patrick Swayze. She's doing Dancing with the Stars for him, class.

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