If I lived in San Francisco, I would be part of a dance troupe called Sparkle Motion. This troupe consists of real women, your age and mine, who like to put on sparkly spandex outfits, call each other by cheerleader names like Tif, and perform very complicated and thoughtful interpretive dance routines to bad (re: good) 80s songs.

Like, Oh, My God! It's Bitchin.

Here are my girls. I am there in spirit: