Two weeks ago, I could have said the name Emmitt Smith to any of my swing dancing friends — male and female — and about 8 out of 10 of them would have had no clue who he was. They all know now, thanks to this. (He’s not bad, but don’t wake me until he learns to lindy-hop and pulls off a reverse swing-out…)
“The king of effortless cool”
September 19th, 2006 · No Comments
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