That time that I thought we we just going to a fun dance class, but it turns out that people attend just about every week and that those people appear to be professional dancers. And when the instructor asks if I'm okay, I think "Yes, but clearly I've made a huge mistake." He explains that it's not about the steps because this is a "woman class" a.k.a. a class on feminine wiles. You know, as taught by a very muscular, masculine man who shouts "Imagine that you're feminine!"
And obviously, I am imagining that so hard and also imagining what the reaction will be in the clubs when Paris Stilton and I break out our synchronized Rihanna dance routine.
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