Not only did I get an actual eye-contact-and-acknowledgment from another ballroom dancer, I got a goofy-face-and-smile. I also met a girl who recognizes me from knitting and might start swing dancing. And I discovered that one of the nice dancers is actually a gold-shoe-girl in disguise*. She has the shoes, she just doesn't act like it. This feels like a major breakthrough.
Also, I smiled at everyone. I felt weird and insecure, but I did it. One person asked if I hurt myself, no one else mentioned it. I will be so very glad when I stop worrying about how many teeth I have at any given time, but in the meanwhile, I went to ballroom dance without my tooth and smiled.
* When I started noticing that there was a distinctive in-club within the ballroom dancers, I also noticed that all the women had matching gold shoes. I'm pretty sure they're team competition shoes.
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