When Seattlest was a little girl, our mother rented the film version of A Chorus Line and, in that single theatrical moment, we were transported from little girl-dom straight to an imaginary world where we would grow up to be a chorus girl. As a young dancer, we saw a couple of different productions of the musical, and were always impressed with the athletic, highly demanding choreography. We were intimidated just watching it, imagining ourself growing up to head out to auditions where such incredibly dexterous moves would be demanded of us. more ›