my two favorite things about pilates class: 1. a completely ridiculous move that always reminds me of my favorite part of harriet the spy: ms. berry, her nutty dance teacher, tells her to go home and practice being an onion for their thanksgiving extravaganza. harriet spends the better part of the afternoon rolling around on the floor of her bedroom, in an effort to better embrace her onion-ness.
2. the gorgeous, limber woman who was next to me and could not stop farting all night long.
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