Colors on the Salsa Floor

As the mesmerizing hip motion moves up and down, left and right, I was caught with the reflection of the color contrast. Now you see white, now you see black. White then black. White, black, white, black. The thin skirt flapping across the fair skin caught my attention with the short glimpses of color change.

I said, “Wah Lan eh, damn disgusting.”

“Dun bluff lor, you men always like cheap thrills like that.”

I pondered over her answer and I ask myself. Do men really enjoy cheap thrills like these? Women knowing such weaknesses, deliberately allow such little loopholes for men to fall in and ogle over such minute excitements.

Simply said, covering the upper body, a lady with nice long legs would usually pull the trigger. Something exciting underneath can make the difference also. Meaning, if such sudden glances and you see some little words underneath written such as “What are you looking at?” Such excitements will actually work wonders.

But the fact that the girl is not pretty, she has elephant thighs and intentionally wearing super short flair skirts and a damn disgusting ******, WAH LAN EH. SUPER CMI.

I apologized for sidetracking and let’s get back to the main topic.

Colors. It’s weird that we play with colors all the time and definitely on the dance floor. Red is a very Salsa color because it is a very hot and sensual dance that we are doing and red represents passion, love and lust. It is a color that the devil can pull off very well.

Black is a very sleek color. It represents coolness, attitude and style. Most people can pull off black very well as it is the basic color. Black is simple yet sophisticated and easy to wear for fat people like me. Makes me look slimmer. Black is also good for hiding as it blends well with the surroundings and people can’t see me. Welcome to the dark side.

From my very own friend, she said she don’t really enjoy dancing with men in black. A very surprising statement indeed and the logic I do not seem to understand. So I asked like a gentleman for an answer.

Her answer is, “When men spin me too fast, I turn and turn. If he wears black, it is quite difficult to spot him and all I can concentrate is on his teeth. If he doesn’t smile, lagi better, I usually land up with another guy.”

The morale of the story, “Never wear full black attire while spinning a girl.”