Put on your red shoes and dance the blues.

Sadly, this has nothing to do with David Bowie. It's all about dance cards, my dearies! You know, the petite wristlet books with fancy covers...used by a lady to record the names of all the gentlemen with whom she intends to dance. Makes perfect sense. This delightful collection hails from the mid-1920s. Hmmm...is there a dance card equivalent today? I'm not entirely certain, but I think these are the cat's pajamas.





Not so fast. I sense you want--nay, need--a David Bowie pick-me-up. Of course you do! I recommend this ducky little video. Shout out to Paige in Puyallup, WA...and her lip-sync-ing brother.