Holy Cow!
It has been a crazy June. Here at Swarthmore College we are in the mist of our Rental Season. What does that mean? It means we are infested with glitter, hairspray and cheap costumes. These are our future dancers here doing the best they can. Someday they may be with Alvin Ailey but for right now they are dancing to Fleetwood Mac and Frozen and I am wishing I could just give them the lighting they deserve. Instead I am bound to do the whims of the dance recital directors.
Boo.
