After our post-ceremony row boat ride, a few family portraits, and what felt like a 2 minute cocktail hour, it was time for our first dance. The Argentine tango! We've been taking lessons sporadically ever since we met, so it was a natural choice for our wedding.
However, Hal is not a fan of choreographed tango. The beauty of the dance is, after all, improvisation. But knowing us, if left to our own devices in front of a large crowd, we'd freeze. So Hal finally agreed to learn a choreographed routine to the classic, Por Una Cabeza. With it's emotional highs and lows, the song symbolizes our 10-year on and off relationship. We studied privately with Tony & Ilana for 8 weeks. They taught us how to wow our guests with subdued basic steps and a few showy tricks.
When the music began to play, I was a bundle of nerves. I sat myself anonymously in the audience, while Hal eyed me from across the dance floor. He smoothly walked over and offered me a flower, which I snubbed. So he got down on one knee, and I accepted.
Oh okay. I suppose I'll dance with you.
The dip. Tony & Ilana told us to hold it 8 seconds for a dramatic effect. It felt like years! Whenever we practiced this move, we'd crack each other up, trying too hard to be serious.
We begged our choreographers to give us a climactic one-legged drag across the dance floor. We sort of look ridiculous in the photos, but I promise, it was cool.
Yes folks, that just happened.
After the dance was over, we were in hysterics! I couldn't believe we performed a tango in front of all our friends and family. We had a few small nervous fumbles, but I'm sure no one noticed. I was so proud of Hal for remembering his steps. And so relieved I didn't fall on my face.
I did a quick change back into my gown for the father-daughter dance. I chose a song by Jim Croce that reminds me of my childhood...
If the giggles give it away, my dad and I did not practice our moves.
Hal and his mother danced to one of her favorite songs by The Beatles. Doesn't she look darling in her vintage Chanel?