That was embarrassing.
The year was 2008 and I just wanted to have a respectable first dance at my wedding. The problem is... we were too young and dumb to put the kibosh on a choreographed routine. We just wanted to do the waltz and our instructor insisted we do a full-on Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers performance.
Jim paid hundreds of dollars and ultimately, he chickened out before our reception --
"Michelle... I just don't think I can dance like this in front of my friends!!"
We just stopped showing up... but luckily this VHS tape found its way into my hands while cleaning our basement. Too bad we never actually found out how the dance ended!