As a general rule, I refrain from writing about Dancing With the Stars. I mean, what could I possibly add to the flood of commentary and reporting about this show? Well, something was different last night and I am going to break my rule. The difference was Kelly Osbourne.
I must confess that I didn’t have a very high opinion of Kelly before last night. I saw one episode of The Osbournes, years ago and came away with a very bad impression. My opinion was changed last night and not willingly either.
There are singular moments in my life that have defined who I am. These moments have defined my character, my path in life and even guided me to success and sometimes failure. Last night, it felt like I was witnessing one of those moments for Kelly.
Her Viennese Waltz was very well performed. Actually, Kelly can dance, and her personality ( shy, 
sweet, scared) endeared me to her . She transformed from Tomboy(as Bruno called her) to a Lady on the dance floor. A transformation that left her mother speechless and in tears. Even Ozzy, the Prince of Darkness himself, was emotionly rocked with joy.
Ballroom Dancing is an art form intended to create something beautiful and inspirational and that is exactly what Kelly did when she far exceed everyone’s(including her own) expectations.
I can’t say if this is a defining moment in her life. It certainly will be one of the most memorable for the show and she has become my favorite this season.
What did you think of Kelly’s performance?
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Great post. I don’t watch the show b/c my TV is not hooked up but I did watch this on You Tube. I have never heard of this woman but judging by your remarks and her “before” picture, I have a good idea of what she looked like. Dancing can do amazing things for both men and women. It gets to let us be who we are in the most powerful ways. I get to be ultimately feminine, something that in many ways, society can even frown on at times because the modern woman has to wear way too many hats, including the hard hat, mechanic’s hat, the chef’s hat, the working man’s hat. I love being a woman and dancing gives me permission to be one. Obviously, it wears well for Kelly as well,
Many years ago, I saw a documentary on TV that showed a dancing Japanese geisha girl, swirling in her kimono and a fan in her hand. She was the picture of femininity. The orator said, “Every woman in the world has a desire to be beautiful.” That was a profound statement and it impacted me much at the time, as I was not raised by a feminine woman and it has taken me some 52 years to figure out how to be a girl on my own. But I have also found that statement to be false. I have seen scores, hundreds, thousands of women who have no desire to be beautiful, or even care what they look and walk like. It is a strange phenomenon, I think because it is a sign of our times. In our parent’s day, girls went to charm school to learn how to walk, talk, and have good manners. They learned to cook, make their own clothes, and set a grand dinner table, and to properly cross their legs. Now many “girls” are covered with tattoos and carry guns, and look like and act like boys.
Dancing with the stars has sold America a false bill of goods because they get away from much of what true dancing is all about. It is too much about tricks than rumba or waltz. But nonetheless, it inspired me to dance ballroom and has done so with countless others. And as you saw last night and so eloquently wrote about, ballroom dancing has the power to transform a woman into what she was born to be, a woman.