Hi there!
I’m Kimberly. I love to dance, sing and listen to music. Singing comes naturally to me. For a long time now I’ve become a successful bathroom singer. That’s what my husband Alex says. I know he says it sarcastically. But who cares? I love to sing and I’ll continue singing no matter what. However, I cannot say that about dancing. In the beginning, I was terrible at dancing. On the insistence of my friend Claire, I took part for a Jazz dancing competition in high school. That was the biggest mistake I ever did at least that is what I taught at that time. But, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. On stage, I stepped on my dancing partner’s feet each time and he would yell. It was a hilarious evening for others but, for me it was traumatic. I think I wished the stage would break open and I would fall into it. However, my friend Claire told me to forget about the humiliation but remember the incident so that I can work towards it. She told me to join a dancing school. She also scared me off saying that I would never get a guy if I would be bad at dancing. It sounded like a wake up alarm. I decided to join a dancing school.