
This straining adolescent is performing the Posin’ maneuver, as part of a new dance craze called The Big Apple. Nope, I’d never heard of it, either. But I bet Liz at The Vintage Inn has (she knows all about the Lindy and other swing dancing). In 1937, Time magazine attempted to describe it in words I can’t comprehend:
Reminds of the old commercial, “Where will you be when diarrhea strikes?
Sorry, I’ll leave now. Have a happy New Year celebration.
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I feel you. I almost called this “Oh, what a relief it is.”
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The squatting would be easier if she raised her skirt above her knees. Oh, those crazy kids!
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Maybe that was not appropriate in 1937…she looks in pain.
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Lol — Those eyes…
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I couldn’t make mine do that if I saw a goblin in the fridge.
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A goblin in the fridge? I’d probably look *exactly* like her if one of those lunged out from behind the milk. Worse, I expect… 😀
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What the what is that poor girl doing? That isn’t dancing. She looks as though she were afflicted with some terrible rash. Poor child. Just keep on truckin’.
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There’s a vaccine for it now.
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If you gotta go, you gotta go. Cop a Squat. Bug eyed relief. The names for that dance step are endless, Kerbey.
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Yeehaw!
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It’s the Grandfather of the Twerk!
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Anybody seen my pet rat ????
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If only I would have read this sooner–could’ve used this move to welcome in the New Year.
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Well, you are limber.
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Fair dinkum, do you reckon she ever got married?
They say there is someone for everyone, but she might have put it to the test, well based on this picture anyway…
Oh strewth, it wasn’t your grandmother was it, sorry!
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I have heard it said there’s a lid for every pot, but I don’t know any pots for that lid. Perhaps she grew into her beauty…And no, not my gran!
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