Never understood who the hell would want a size 0. If I can put my arm around a woman and then use the same hand to scratch my armpit, I figure I may as well hang out with a fence post. At least they listen and you always know where they are. They didn't fall down the drain or the gap in front of an elevator. Had friends like that if school. It was sometimes painful to have one in my lap. Hip bones digging into my thigh.

Besides, it's called belly dancing...not front of your spine dancing.

..and getting old sux. Knees hurt, shoulder hurts, hands cramp (and my painting suffering for it), and so on, and so one, and ........had three joints pop just typing this.