Cata La Gata

My Baby Boy!!! I've been practicing bellydance for a few years now, and for the most part, alone. I check out as many workshops as I can, when I can anyway. At this time in my life, all of my creative indeverse are on hold. I'm being creative being a mother. My little one is just now crawling and, it's cool. I've fully emersed myself into being a mother. I no longer do any of the partying. My scene kind of died out a long time ago. I loved going to massive raves! there was nothing like it! But as for my dancing and drawing, I'm looking for ways to bring them back into my life. I will, when the time is right. I think that I'll be working on my art until I'm an old scary woman. It makes me feel happy, and refreshed like some over the hill grandma' who just walked out of a curves gym, or a fucking tango class. Haha, I know pretty sad... I like chocolate, puppy breath, quiet evenings, sparkling cider, and my dirty mustang. I love hats, and tattoos. I've got a tattoo of my son's footprints on my rib cage. It's a little too high but, still, even in its own imperfection is a very nice tatt. I love freshly applied red lipstick, wearing old lady blasers, and old heavy jewelry. I love poetry, drawing portraits of anything that is real and full of texture. I like weird music, and as a matter of fact, I need some more of that shit! I've got a weakness for B boys... :D a little too much of a weakeness dammit! ...I think there's a little bit of a burlesque dancer in me.