and so it begins….the first Dirty Dance Camp up in the Catskills with over 80 dance campers HOW WILL IT GO we shall see but I’m very lump in throat as I have never been to a sleepaway camp before let alone a dance one (@angelatrimburdance)
Midnight Vivaldi w/ Small Ribbon Curious Dogs
Kinfolk Magazine Winter Issue on COMMUNITY. 🤍 I never want to stop bringing people together it brings me the most fulfillment in life and it feels like a calling so I’m excited when I can share my dance mission in this way. I learned a lot throughout time on building communities, and have grown into the person I am today, grateful for all the strange life hiccups that brought me to New York, where I can apply what I’ve learned and continue to grow as a person and a choreograher through community. I pinch myself that I was able to make my dance class message clear in this big city and do what I love with so many: boldly dance together without caring what others think and encourage others to give themselves permission, because who cares?!? You only get this one life and it’s pretty short. Dont hold yourself back, times a’tickin. And yes painful things in life are always going to pop up that will change your course but if you bend with the wind, you’ll move through it. ~ @kinfolk 〰️ Beautifully written by @emilyjaynemay Photograher @lukelovell.img Stylist @thatgirlisacowboy HMU @nicolewittman
Thanksgiving POV ur my chosen family, them friends that feel like family whom I am extremely thankful for. Friendships are the most important to me saved my life truly. All levels are important of course but this POV is for those close ones that put an effort into showing they are thinking of each other and set aside time to share, who support growth as you both continue to figure out who you are deep down and what you’ll be to to the world, who can communicate their feelings instead of suppress them for as clear of an energy as possible to avoid misunderstandings, and who can respect that we are all doing the best we can with the love we were given. I’ll tie your shoes any day, pretend I am rn.
Dirty Dance Camp was one of the dreamiest highlights of my life it felt so cool that 80 people trusted the potential of the curated experience enough to peel away from the comfort of their cozy grown up homes (some flew in alone knowing no one!) to attend this sleepaway dance camp, a place where we can relive some sentimental childhood camp times, or finally get one (I personally have never been always wanted.) Rented out the @ashokancenter in the Catskills (where dirty dancing was set) so we could take it over and feel safe in knowing every person there had the same goal…to make new friends and celebrate the old, to dance to songs from the film, show off what they worked on in their groups for the big talent show…to bond over dance. We decorated leotards with sequins, recreated the bridge montage scene, sung in a round, bundled up by a s’mores fire, carried watermelons on the dance floor as we danced as dirty as possible to the dirtiest songs I could find. We screamed into the sky, pillow talked with bunk mates (omg the bunk beds) that I intentially cupided together after some deep dive IG research on those I never met- to predict best pairing for a smooth cozy two nights of sleep. When I see those people hanging out now in their own time IRL I get a lump in my throat and I just wanna play Cupid for friendships forever, it’s fulfilling…feels like I have a purpose here and that feels nice. We had some emotional tears while holding ourselves listening to song “These Arms Of Mine”, saying the song represents how important it is to be gentle with ourselves. I really wish we just lived there together, everyone was so open and supportive, ugh back to real life ugh. I’m already planning the next, wish it was tomorrow. Photos by @loganwhitephoto event by @angelatrimburdance
Dirty Dance Camp was one of the dreamiest highlights of my life it felt so cool that 80 people trusted the potential of the curated experience enough to peel away from the comfort of their cozy grown up homes (some flew in alone knowing no one!) to attend this sleepaway dance camp, a place where we can relive some sentimental childhood camp times, or finally get one (I personally have never been always wanted.) Rented out the @ashokancenter in the Catskills (where dirty dancing was set) so we could take it over and feel safe in knowing every person there had the same goal…to make new friends and celebrate the old, to dance to songs from the film, show off what they worked on in their groups for the big talent show…to bond over dance. We decorated leotards with sequins, recreated the bridge montage scene, sung in a round, bundled up by a s’mores fire, carried watermelons on the dance floor as we danced as dirty as possible to the dirtiest songs I could find. We screamed into the sky, pillow talked with bunk mates (omg the bunk beds) that I intentially cupided together after some deep dive IG research on those I never met- to predict best pairing for a smooth cozy two nights of sleep. When I see those people hanging out now in their own time IRL I get a lump in my throat and I just wanna play Cupid for friendships forever, it’s fulfilling…feels like I have a purpose here and that feels nice. We had some emotional tears while holding ourselves listening to song “These Arms Of Mine”, saying the song represents how important it is to be gentle with ourselves. I really wish we just lived there together, everyone was so open and supportive, ugh back to real life ugh. I’m already planning the next, wish it was tomorrow. Photos by @loganwhitephoto event by @angelatrimburdance
Dirty Dance Camp was one of the dreamiest highlights of my life it felt so cool that 80 people trusted the potential of the curated experience enough to peel away from the comfort of their cozy grown up homes (some flew in alone knowing no one!) to attend this sleepaway dance camp, a place where we can relive some sentimental childhood camp times, or finally get one (I personally have never been always wanted.) Rented out the @ashokancenter in the Catskills (where dirty dancing was set) so we could take it over and feel safe in knowing every person there had the same goal…to make new friends and celebrate the old, to dance to songs from the film, show off what they worked on in their groups for the big talent show…to bond over dance. We decorated leotards with sequins, recreated the bridge montage scene, sung in a round, bundled up by a s’mores fire, carried watermelons on the dance floor as we danced as dirty as possible to the dirtiest songs I could find. We screamed into the sky, pillow talked with bunk mates (omg the bunk beds) that I intentially cupided together after some deep dive IG research on those I never met- to predict best pairing for a smooth cozy two nights of sleep. When I see those people hanging out now in their own time IRL I get a lump in my throat and I just wanna play Cupid for friendships forever, it’s fulfilling…feels like I have a purpose here and that feels nice. We had some emotional tears while holding ourselves listening to song “These Arms Of Mine”, saying the song represents how important it is to be gentle with ourselves. I really wish we just lived there together, everyone was so open and supportive, ugh back to real life ugh. I’m already planning the next, wish it was tomorrow. Photos by @loganwhitephoto event by @angelatrimburdance
Dirty Dance Camp was one of the dreamiest highlights of my life it felt so cool that 80 people trusted the potential of the curated experience enough to peel away from the comfort of their cozy grown up homes (some flew in alone knowing no one!) to attend this sleepaway dance camp, a place where we can relive some sentimental childhood camp times, or finally get one (I personally have never been always wanted.) Rented out the @ashokancenter in the Catskills (where dirty dancing was set) so we could take it over and feel safe in knowing every person there had the same goal…to make new friends and celebrate the old, to dance to songs from the film, show off what they worked on in their groups for the big talent show…to bond over dance. We decorated leotards with sequins, recreated the bridge montage scene, sung in a round, bundled up by a s’mores fire, carried watermelons on the dance floor as we danced as dirty as possible to the dirtiest songs I could find. We screamed into the sky, pillow talked with bunk mates (omg the bunk beds) that I intentially cupided together after some deep dive IG research on those I never met- to predict best pairing for a smooth cozy two nights of sleep. When I see those people hanging out now in their own time IRL I get a lump in my throat and I just wanna play Cupid for friendships forever, it’s fulfilling…feels like I have a purpose here and that feels nice. We had some emotional tears while holding ourselves listening to song “These Arms Of Mine”, saying the song represents how important it is to be gentle with ourselves. I really wish we just lived there together, everyone was so open and supportive, ugh back to real life ugh. I’m already planning the next, wish it was tomorrow. Photos by @loganwhitephoto event by @angelatrimburdance
Dirty Dance Camp was one of the dreamiest highlights of my life it felt so cool that 80 people trusted the potential of the curated experience enough to peel away from the comfort of their cozy grown up homes (some flew in alone knowing no one!) to attend this sleepaway dance camp, a place where we can relive some sentimental childhood camp times, or finally get one (I personally have never been always wanted.) Rented out the @ashokancenter in the Catskills (where dirty dancing was set) so we could take it over and feel safe in knowing every person there had the same goal…to make new friends and celebrate the old, to dance to songs from the film, show off what they worked on in their groups for the big talent show…to bond over dance. We decorated leotards with sequins, recreated the bridge montage scene, sung in a round, bundled up by a s’mores fire, carried watermelons on the dance floor as we danced as dirty as possible to the dirtiest songs I could find. We screamed into the sky, pillow talked with bunk mates (omg the bunk beds) that I intentially cupided together after some deep dive IG research on those I never met- to predict best pairing for a smooth cozy two nights of sleep. When I see those people hanging out now in their own time IRL I get a lump in my throat and I just wanna play Cupid for friendships forever, it’s fulfilling…feels like I have a purpose here and that feels nice. We had some emotional tears while holding ourselves listening to song “These Arms Of Mine”, saying the song represents how important it is to be gentle with ourselves. I really wish we just lived there together, everyone was so open and supportive, ugh back to real life ugh. I’m already planning the next, wish it was tomorrow. Photos by @loganwhitephoto event by @angelatrimburdance
Dirty Dance Camp was one of the dreamiest highlights of my life it felt so cool that 80 people trusted the potential of the curated experience enough to peel away from the comfort of their cozy grown up homes (some flew in alone knowing no one!) to attend this sleepaway dance camp, a place where we can relive some sentimental childhood camp times, or finally get one (I personally have never been always wanted.) Rented out the @ashokancenter in the Catskills (where dirty dancing was set) so we could take it over and feel safe in knowing every person there had the same goal…to make new friends and celebrate the old, to dance to songs from the film, show off what they worked on in their groups for the big talent show…to bond over dance. We decorated leotards with sequins, recreated the bridge montage scene, sung in a round, bundled up by a s’mores fire, carried watermelons on the dance floor as we danced as dirty as possible to the dirtiest songs I could find. We screamed into the sky, pillow talked with bunk mates (omg the bunk beds) that I intentially cupided together after some deep dive IG research on those I never met- to predict best pairing for a smooth cozy two nights of sleep. When I see those people hanging out now in their own time IRL I get a lump in my throat and I just wanna play Cupid for friendships forever, it’s fulfilling…feels like I have a purpose here and that feels nice. We had some emotional tears while holding ourselves listening to song “These Arms Of Mine”, saying the song represents how important it is to be gentle with ourselves. I really wish we just lived there together, everyone was so open and supportive, ugh back to real life ugh. I’m already planning the next, wish it was tomorrow. Photos by @loganwhitephoto event by @angelatrimburdance
Dirty Dance Camp was one of the dreamiest highlights of my life it felt so cool that 80 people trusted the potential of the curated experience enough to peel away from the comfort of their cozy grown up homes (some flew in alone knowing no one!) to attend this sleepaway dance camp, a place where we can relive some sentimental childhood camp times, or finally get one (I personally have never been always wanted.) Rented out the @ashokancenter in the Catskills (where dirty dancing was set) so we could take it over and feel safe in knowing every person there had the same goal…to make new friends and celebrate the old, to dance to songs from the film, show off what they worked on in their groups for the big talent show…to bond over dance. We decorated leotards with sequins, recreated the bridge montage scene, sung in a round, bundled up by a s’mores fire, carried watermelons on the dance floor as we danced as dirty as possible to the dirtiest songs I could find. We screamed into the sky, pillow talked with bunk mates (omg the bunk beds) that I intentially cupided together after some deep dive IG research on those I never met- to predict best pairing for a smooth cozy two nights of sleep. When I see those people hanging out now in their own time IRL I get a lump in my throat and I just wanna play Cupid for friendships forever, it’s fulfilling…feels like I have a purpose here and that feels nice. We had some emotional tears while holding ourselves listening to song “These Arms Of Mine”, saying the song represents how important it is to be gentle with ourselves. I really wish we just lived there together, everyone was so open and supportive, ugh back to real life ugh. I’m already planning the next, wish it was tomorrow. Photos by @loganwhitephoto event by @angelatrimburdance
Dirty Dance Camp was one of the dreamiest highlights of my life it felt so cool that 80 people trusted the potential of the curated experience enough to peel away from the comfort of their cozy grown up homes (some flew in alone knowing no one!) to attend this sleepaway dance camp, a place where we can relive some sentimental childhood camp times, or finally get one (I personally have never been always wanted.) Rented out the @ashokancenter in the Catskills (where dirty dancing was set) so we could take it over and feel safe in knowing every person there had the same goal…to make new friends and celebrate the old, to dance to songs from the film, show off what they worked on in their groups for the big talent show…to bond over dance. We decorated leotards with sequins, recreated the bridge montage scene, sung in a round, bundled up by a s’mores fire, carried watermelons on the dance floor as we danced as dirty as possible to the dirtiest songs I could find. We screamed into the sky, pillow talked with bunk mates (omg the bunk beds) that I intentially cupided together after some deep dive IG research on those I never met- to predict best pairing for a smooth cozy two nights of sleep. When I see those people hanging out now in their own time IRL I get a lump in my throat and I just wanna play Cupid for friendships forever, it’s fulfilling…feels like I have a purpose here and that feels nice. We had some emotional tears while holding ourselves listening to song “These Arms Of Mine”, saying the song represents how important it is to be gentle with ourselves. I really wish we just lived there together, everyone was so open and supportive, ugh back to real life ugh. I’m already planning the next, wish it was tomorrow. Photos by @loganwhitephoto event by @angelatrimburdance
Dirty Dance Camp was one of the dreamiest highlights of my life it felt so cool that 80 people trusted the potential of the curated experience enough to peel away from the comfort of their cozy grown up homes (some flew in alone knowing no one!) to attend this sleepaway dance camp, a place where we can relive some sentimental childhood camp times, or finally get one (I personally have never been always wanted.) Rented out the @ashokancenter in the Catskills (where dirty dancing was set) so we could take it over and feel safe in knowing every person there had the same goal…to make new friends and celebrate the old, to dance to songs from the film, show off what they worked on in their groups for the big talent show…to bond over dance. We decorated leotards with sequins, recreated the bridge montage scene, sung in a round, bundled up by a s’mores fire, carried watermelons on the dance floor as we danced as dirty as possible to the dirtiest songs I could find. We screamed into the sky, pillow talked with bunk mates (omg the bunk beds) that I intentially cupided together after some deep dive IG research on those I never met- to predict best pairing for a smooth cozy two nights of sleep. When I see those people hanging out now in their own time IRL I get a lump in my throat and I just wanna play Cupid for friendships forever, it’s fulfilling…feels like I have a purpose here and that feels nice. We had some emotional tears while holding ourselves listening to song “These Arms Of Mine”, saying the song represents how important it is to be gentle with ourselves. I really wish we just lived there together, everyone was so open and supportive, ugh back to real life ugh. I’m already planning the next, wish it was tomorrow. Photos by @loganwhitephoto event by @angelatrimburdance
Dirty Dance Camp was one of the dreamiest highlights of my life it felt so cool that 80 people trusted the potential of the curated experience enough to peel away from the comfort of their cozy grown up homes (some flew in alone knowing no one!) to attend this sleepaway dance camp, a place where we can relive some sentimental childhood camp times, or finally get one (I personally have never been always wanted.) Rented out the @ashokancenter in the Catskills (where dirty dancing was set) so we could take it over and feel safe in knowing every person there had the same goal…to make new friends and celebrate the old, to dance to songs from the film, show off what they worked on in their groups for the big talent show…to bond over dance. We decorated leotards with sequins, recreated the bridge montage scene, sung in a round, bundled up by a s’mores fire, carried watermelons on the dance floor as we danced as dirty as possible to the dirtiest songs I could find. We screamed into the sky, pillow talked with bunk mates (omg the bunk beds) that I intentially cupided together after some deep dive IG research on those I never met- to predict best pairing for a smooth cozy two nights of sleep. When I see those people hanging out now in their own time IRL I get a lump in my throat and I just wanna play Cupid for friendships forever, it’s fulfilling…feels like I have a purpose here and that feels nice. We had some emotional tears while holding ourselves listening to song “These Arms Of Mine”, saying the song represents how important it is to be gentle with ourselves. I really wish we just lived there together, everyone was so open and supportive, ugh back to real life ugh. I’m already planning the next, wish it was tomorrow. Photos by @loganwhitephoto event by @angelatrimburdance
Suspiria Balletcore class at Martha Graham was one of my favorites twas a day of unleashing and power and making weird body shapes and red ropes and possession and dizzy dancing while “feeling ill” and laughter and these Balletcore classes have really opened up a whole new world of exploration and I’m so honored that everyone has such a trusting playful open mind 🪢🩸🕯️@angelatrimburdance Photos by @loganwhitephoto
Suspiria Balletcore class at Martha Graham was one of my favorites twas a day of unleashing and power and making weird body shapes and red ropes and possession and dizzy dancing while “feeling ill” and laughter and these Balletcore classes have really opened up a whole new world of exploration and I’m so honored that everyone has such a trusting playful open mind 🪢🩸🕯️@angelatrimburdance Photos by @loganwhitephoto
Suspiria Balletcore class at Martha Graham was one of my favorites twas a day of unleashing and power and making weird body shapes and red ropes and possession and dizzy dancing while “feeling ill” and laughter and these Balletcore classes have really opened up a whole new world of exploration and I’m so honored that everyone has such a trusting playful open mind 🪢🩸🕯️@angelatrimburdance Photos by @loganwhitephoto
Suspiria Balletcore class at Martha Graham was one of my favorites twas a day of unleashing and power and making weird body shapes and red ropes and possession and dizzy dancing while “feeling ill” and laughter and these Balletcore classes have really opened up a whole new world of exploration and I’m so honored that everyone has such a trusting playful open mind 🪢🩸🕯️@angelatrimburdance Photos by @loganwhitephoto
Suspiria Balletcore class at Martha Graham was one of my favorites twas a day of unleashing and power and making weird body shapes and red ropes and possession and dizzy dancing while “feeling ill” and laughter and these Balletcore classes have really opened up a whole new world of exploration and I’m so honored that everyone has such a trusting playful open mind 🪢🩸🕯️@angelatrimburdance Photos by @loganwhitephoto
Suspiria Balletcore class at Martha Graham was one of my favorites twas a day of unleashing and power and making weird body shapes and red ropes and possession and dizzy dancing while “feeling ill” and laughter and these Balletcore classes have really opened up a whole new world of exploration and I’m so honored that everyone has such a trusting playful open mind 🪢🩸🕯️@angelatrimburdance Photos by @loganwhitephoto
Suspiria Balletcore class at Martha Graham was one of my favorites twas a day of unleashing and power and making weird body shapes and red ropes and possession and dizzy dancing while “feeling ill” and laughter and these Balletcore classes have really opened up a whole new world of exploration and I’m so honored that everyone has such a trusting playful open mind 🪢🩸🕯️@angelatrimburdance Photos by @loganwhitephoto
Suspiria Balletcore class at Martha Graham was one of my favorites twas a day of unleashing and power and making weird body shapes and red ropes and possession and dizzy dancing while “feeling ill” and laughter and these Balletcore classes have really opened up a whole new world of exploration and I’m so honored that everyone has such a trusting playful open mind 🪢🩸🕯️@angelatrimburdance Photos by @loganwhitephoto
Suspiria Balletcore class at Martha Graham was one of my favorites twas a day of unleashing and power and making weird body shapes and red ropes and possession and dizzy dancing while “feeling ill” and laughter and these Balletcore classes have really opened up a whole new world of exploration and I’m so honored that everyone has such a trusting playful open mind 🪢🩸🕯️@angelatrimburdance Photos by @loganwhitephoto
Suspiria Balletcore class at Martha Graham was one of my favorites twas a day of unleashing and power and making weird body shapes and red ropes and possession and dizzy dancing while “feeling ill” and laughter and these Balletcore classes have really opened up a whole new world of exploration and I’m so honored that everyone has such a trusting playful open mind 🪢🩸🕯️@angelatrimburdance Photos by @loganwhitephoto