A call to arms

I wish my sister Leah would take some more of her beautiful photos. This one below is one of my favourites and is of my other sister Ellen taken in my old apartment. Ellen has always been the dancer of us three. She used to do ballet when she was younger and you can still tell from her slender shoulders and movements. Leah is definitely the feminist dancer of us though, she likes to dance but there will be absolutely no 'look at me, look at me' sexy moves, much more contemporary is she, or is it old school ... Her friend once told me that Leah's her favourite dancer as she doesn't dance like she wants people to watch her, like so many do. While I hate the way female pop stars gyrate in their videos myself and Ellen are guilty of the most disgusting dancing years ago to annoy and freak Leah out.  We would blare out Wu Tang, Dre and songs like Mary J Blige's 'Family affair'. This was when she listened mainly to Manu Chao and Lemon Jelly. I think she was very ashamed. We did this ALL the time. That was also one of the first times I met Ellen's boyfriend. He had come around the back of the house to park his bike and saw me grinding through the kitchen window, trying to make Leah puke, doing the tackiest bump n grind dancing I could muster. So I clearly wasn't going for the cool first impression.