Sunday, May 31, 2009

Good morning. Today is that day.




What you might not know about me is that I know someone everywhere. I've been working with artists, dancers, shows, acrobats, producers, agents ect for the better part of the last 10 years all over the world. So everywhere you go, someone will be in my circle. Good to know. I have also been a really good friend to these people and they care about me deeply so perhaps when you see a show the acro- coach is getting ready to marry one of my best friends and trying everything he can not to punch you in the face. Just saying.

Today is the day I will wake up and snuggle up to someone really wonderful who really cares about me. Eat some IHOP and be done with all this crap. I know what I deserve and it is 5 nice things before I get out of bed. I do not know what it is about hurt and why it is so easy to hang onto. But this, THIS, THIS is it. Done. Finished. Over.

I am taking my life off pause and stating to live. I am excited. Think of all I was accomplishing on pause!


“A single lie destroys a whole reputation for integrity”

Hot bodies? YES!



I am not a fool.
But I am the captain.

Today was US Weekly's HOT BODIES party at TAO Beach. It was alot of fun. WE got invited and got to sit around and act silly and eat yummy sushi all day long.

I cannot write anything else today because if I open my blogmind it will be too much. However, DANCE is the only thing that matters. Really. I do not know why I mess with anything else.

Friday, May 29, 2009




Last night we had a going away party. The theme was 'I love Loftiss'.

Tonight is Lofties last night at Peep. I am devastated. I remember meeting Em many many years ago in New York. She is loud, abrasive and awesome and you always knew when this stunner walked into an audition. We became audition buddies, and I can remember he at the Fergie audition saying to me " Let's book this" and " Had to work hard for that one". It is still one of her favorite stories to tell about how the whitest nerdiest girl she knows booked that job. Back in '06 Em and I got to be in the Nashvegas cast of the ROX together and we had a a blast, I think that might have been on of the happiest contracts I ever had. We had sooooo much fun. Ever since then it has been Kelpie + Loftie forever.

Loftie is such an amazing friend. She has listened to me talk about my hair getting long and other annoying things for the last 4 months sitting beside eachother in the dressing room. She has cried with me, laughed with me and mostly just been such in inspiration to me to just work work work and be fab. I will miss her dearly. Hold fast to your true friends. They are gold. And in Miss. Loftiss's case, Gold is the only way to go.

Miss her already.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

everything



I suppose I have alot to say. Maybe I will say it later. Maybe I will never tell what I know, and what is said. But in my heart, I will always know what was said and I will always, always, always have that. All I know is that I salsa danced in a little sweaty club until 4 am and had the time of my life. Maybe I know nothing. Maybe I really am Baby in Dirty Dancing. Maybe this is the start, not the end. All I know is that DANCE and ART. This is what matters. EVERYTHING.

This is my friend Ben. I love him. Isn't it badass that dancers are the new celebs? Loving the shift in the world and that talent is outshining people who do nothing and are famous. Loves. Loves. Loves.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

REALLY CALI?


Just another reason I can add to my growing list of why I am not on "TEAM CALIFORNIA" Really? The ignorance is so sad. It is 2009 and we are still living in a world where gay people are only half humans? So sad. There are two different couples that work for Peep that are gay and have adopted children, and let me tell you, these are some of the best parents and best people I have ever met.

Sad day.

EQUALITY FOR ALL!!!

Monday, May 25, 2009

open letter

If I could write myself an open letter it would say

Dear Keltie,

Stop being such a pathetic loser. You are hot, talented and funny. You are better than the mistakes you are making.

Love Keltie

Here is the thing. Life is like school, we are constantly learning. So we all go through life having seen the movies, read the books and watched others surrounding us go through the motions. But unless we get a chance to live it, we never really know what our minds will do when faced with any kind of adversity. Last night a very wise castmate Lena told me to give myself a break because, I was learning. That we have to make mistakes in life in order to learn, we cannot expect ourselves to deal with everything the right way when we have never done it before. You have to fall off the bike sometimes. She said " Keltie, people mistake your kindness for weakness" but don't let them be fooled, you are a very fierce woman.

Here is a toast to a brand new day! This is a day where I will expect more out of people. This is a day where I will be the strongest woman I have ever been. I will not be afraid to let MY TALENT SHINE.

The thing about mistakes is...of course anyone who makes a mistake just needs to be forgiven. I am the Queen of the town of forgiveness! Buddha taught me that "to forgive is holy". Of course, we all make mistakes growing up and that is ok. That is why I never use the word hate. Everyone messes up. But it is when people mess up and make the same mistakes over and over and over and over again, predetermined mistakes calculated with no humanity involved. Well, that is when these mistakes become unforgivable. You cannot have your cake and eat it too in life. The worst lies you can tell are when you get caught in them. The best lies you can tell are when the lady in the dressing room next to you asks you if those pants make her look fat, and then answer is always no.

I guess that is it. I had a dream about the Keltie Colleen "fearless heart" tank for S&B last night and I think it was a sign to just hold my head up, keep working my butt off and focusing on the things I can control, which of course, is how I spend my time and who I allow into my world.

Keep you heads up! And know that it might not ever get any easier but we can change our struggles to lessons inside our heart each and everyday.

Highkicks and THE HIGHEST HOPES EVER

xoKC

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Last night I met Jason Thompson.



Things that Jason Thompson (from General Hospital) and I have in common:

-We are both from Canada
-We are both from Edmonton (st.albert/sherwood park close enough)
-We have both been on the front of the CULTURE section of the Edmonton Journal
-We both are friends with Kris Harvey (He runs the bars Jason owns and I went to high school with Kris)
-We both can name almost all the good chocolate bars from Canada
-We are both rad

It is a very very very small world. Just a reminder to be nice and cool to everyone because you will run into everyone again. Another reminder that Canadians are the best + make the best chocolate bars.

ps. Last night I attended the daily 10 Smashtime party at the hard rock, out of nowhere I got to see Jermaine Dupri, Toni Braxton, Nelly and Tyrese just jam on stage. It was wild in a rap + I was super out of place kind of way.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

elvis?


Yesterday I got a marriage proposal. I think Elvis has to be involved.

It got me thinking about timing. If I could tell my younger self one thing it would just be to RELAX. Timing is everything and everything will fall into place. Never count anyone or anything out because sometimes the timing is just wrong. Sometimes people just need some time to grow up, learn, live and they will be right back on your doorstep. For me, I needed a few really bad heartbreaks and some months alone to figure out that it is ok to be important to someone who is only equally important to you, not to the world. One day I will find this person, perhaps elvis will be involved.

Being single is really awesome. All you people out there feeling sad, wishing for your prince to come along, or missing someone STOP! Think about how amazing it is to do whatever you want, sit late at night and watch GLEE (hee hee), the greatness of your friends, the freedom of not being held back or held down by anyone. It is like going into the Marc Jacobs sample sale in the west village last summer, all those beautiful models, each one so different and you get to look and flirt and think about what you would look like on the arm of Mr. MJ, but you get to focus on what is really important- Marc is selling shoes for $30 bucks!!!!!

Well...you know what I mean.

Like my daddy says "you can have it all, you just can't have it all right now". So true. Right now I am ment to focus on being the best Keltie I can be in my work. One day the timing will be right and elvis will be there and I will have everything. Just not right now.

Friday, May 22, 2009

I walk like this, because I can back it up.

HAWT!!!!!! WERK!!!!!




Beyonce's New vid was choreographed by a friend of mine Sheryl Murakami and features my beauty of a Rockette sister Ashely Everett!! So much rad in one place. Way to go chicks!

Thursday, May 21, 2009

I dream the same dream every single night.

I'm held hostage in my head. With every word you said.



(Beautiful work by some friends of friends.)

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

book.


"Finally, I made it back to New York in one piece and moved back into my tiny twin bed in the mouse infested crash house in Queens. One of my favorite fabulously gay chorus boys from the show had moved in along with me. Having him around should have helped me build up my broken self esteem. That was a lost cause, but I did start dressing better and buying better looking fabulous shoes. I lived on a diet of avacado and nacho chips because the lump in my throat was so large I still couldn’t swallow. Ironic, how sometimes when you cannot accept life you also stop being able to accept food. My roomates asked me if I had an eating disorder. I told them I just had a broken soul. For which there is no cure but time. I wished someone could commit me to the “heartbreak” ward of the hospital and mend me with hugs, romantic comedies and jello served with tiny plastic spoons.

I walked through dance classes, dance auditions and life carrying around my heartbreak in my dancebag, just beside my headshots and inbetween my tap and ballet shoes."


-from Rockettes, Rockstars and Rockbottom by Keltie Colleen

(and a pic of my #1 fab gay in the crash house winter '05)

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

the grey area.

I am so obsessed with this.


Perfection. I wonder if she looks at this and thinks of things that could be better. Or I wonder if she is like me. I have a near perfect life and yet try to change it everyday. Maybe perfection is all in the eye of the beholder. Maybe the only two perfect things in the universe are peanut butter and La Mer face cream. Maybe we are just lucky if we can see that near perfect is enough. Maybe we can all be perfect just not all at the same time.

Someone once told me, "I am just reflecting your perfections". Maybe all of us are just mirrors to eachother. I guess it is human nature to either see ourselves in worse light than we actually exist in. It is like, our brains walk around in the unfortunate florescent lighting from office buildings, when really we exist in that magical light at dusk that makes everything look pretty.

Maybe Sofiane Sylve is the only perfect thing in the entire universe. It certainly appears that way.

Monday, May 18, 2009

dance dance dance


Hobo wanted to say hey. She's been doing her daily OM's with me, as she is now a buddha pup. She's taken to wearing my meditation beads around the house. I dunno. She's a weirdo. Cute though.

So, I've recently made some new friends. One of them is this delicious man named Ben. Benjamin. Ben was on SYTYCD season 2 and was ROBBED! He is amazing, talented, loves my mom, and is so funny. (Plus loves bowler hats). Tonight I made him dinner at my place and we sat around watching ballet videos on youtube and I seriously thought in my head that there is not one place I would rather be. Gosh I wish I was a prima. Gosh I wish I was Ben. Anyways, check out this video of him being amazing. Wade's choreo is amazing in this. I wish the entire Criss Angel show actually was just his stuff and these amazing dancers, minus everything Criss and magic. A girl can dream. enjoy.


Cracks and cockroaches

maybe my heart is like my old apartment in queens. Maybe you never really get over things. Maybe each year you just get out some spackle and fill in some cracks and get a new shiny paint colour and paint over the old wall. The fresh new shiny paint looks alot like the old paint, just a little fresher and more exciting. But give it a few years and it's cracks will start to show through. You can cover up the cracks in your heart, but they never really go away, they are just less noticeable.

As for me, I like the cracks. I don't mind be replaced with a shiny new coat of paint, because for me, life is a series of little squares of time. Life was great then, life is great now and I am excited for the next little amazing square of time, and this fresh coat of paint.

"in here... Life is beautiful" - Emcee in Caberet

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Vegas Skies




So last night was a busy night at Peepshow.

I was lucky enough to have some amazing friends in the crowd at both shows. The funniest was my friend Alex. Alex is in a rad band called the Cab. We laughed about the night they got signed and played for Pete in the basement of the Palms and I was running around in my undies in the Gym Class video. Strange life we lead. Anyways, You should check out the CAB, their music is VERY pop-ish but perfect for a car ride, beach or getting ready for a night out. Plus, Alex is one of the sweetest people in showbiz, very grounded and just all around good, good good. It was fun to have them in the audience, Peepshow is a long way from rockshow! The looks on their faces was priceless!

I also got to hang post-show with super cutie IVAN from So You Think You Can Dance (season 2?). We had an amazing convo about our love for NYC. He is from LA and just moved a year ago to NYC and is dancing/filming the new Step Up 3 movie right now! Very exciting for him. We talked about why New Yorkers are the best people and why NYC is so inspiring for dancers. He is a SUPER rad dude, and anyone who is a fan of dance should be a fan of his. Team IVAN!

Like I told Alex last night. Some people get really lucky, and then some people have to hussle for their success. The trick is to never give up, no matter which way you came in. Never ever give up. The people who are really successful in their craft, never call it quits when the world throws them curves. They just do a dorky run and a cartwheel around the curve!

Saturday, May 16, 2009

More importantly.

Meet Justis. (clap clap) video


You what I decided? You gotta just be happy man. I am so lucky. My life is super kick ass. I think it is easy, esp. in a city like Vegas to lose focus and touch with this things that really matter. Easy to get caught up. I used to be worldy and sit and drink tea in manhattan and think about how I could make the world better, lately I have been thinking alot about how to make MY world better. Life is bigger than, me, you or those nice shoes. Life is compassion and giving. Life is being the best person you can be each day and waking up with the mistakes of yesterday fresh on our minds and trying to BE BETTER than we were only moments before. Life is giving up, letting go, and forgiving those who have wronged you. Life is wanting everyone to be really happy. Really. (even those people you want to see rot in hell). Life is more than having your picture in a magazine, having money or having fame. Trust me. I have had versions of all three and none of them made me happy. What makes me happy is letters from young dancers who say I make them believe in their dreams, it is having my mommy here with me, happiness is waking up 20 minutes early so I can let my doggie stand on my chest and lick my face as my wake up, happiness is laying my head down with no regrets each night. Happiness is wishing the very best for other people and meaning it, happiness is being the #1 biggest dorkface on the planet.

Happiness is anything by the band pleasure pit. (thanks sarah)

:)

I wish you the best!

In case you missed it. I did.

Friday, May 15, 2009

Peepshow


Perez said it is true so it must be true. (Just kidding, we knew weeks ago) Holly is joining me in peep! When I met her she was beautiful and tiny in real life, and very sweet. She talked to me about her audition and how nervous she was. I know she was lacking in dance skills on DWTS this season but I believe that with the Peep cast's help we can turn her into the second best bo-peep ever! So glad to hear Perez say that the hottest ticket on the strip is PEEPSHOW! We are having a blasty blast doing what we love each and every night! Thank you for all your love and support for the show.

Ps. yesterday I auditioned to cover the AMAZING Katie Webber in her role as "goldie", I would get to sing the old school song "Teddy" and do what I think is one of the sexiest, funniest burlesque numbers ever! I sang and had the best singing audition of my life and was so proud to even have nailed it, regardless of if I get picked or not. A great audition always feels amazing.

pps. My mommy is in Las Vegas. along Spagatti and NANA. Best Weekend ever.

ppps. Check out the Sticking viking "story pirates". I think this is where my donation money shall go.


Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room Just as cool as you please,
And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

-Maya Angelou

Thursday, May 14, 2009

kc

video

updated my blog with new footage from comedy central, rockettes, john legend and peepshow, enjoy!

I got my kneepads on, do not worry.


What is the deal with "protecting" other people. In life, it seems like someone is always trying to "protect" someone else, and we call this protection, protection when it is actually just lying, or perhaps omitting the truth. Here is the deal. I don't need to be protected. I am a big, grown up girl. I am a big. grown up girl that has been dragged through the mud on multiple occasions. Trust me, I am more than okay to handle whatever big truth you feel you need to protect me from.

Here is an idea for all of us. Instead of running around behind people's backs, in relationships, in dressing rooms and in whatever area you feel the need to hush hush, why don't you learn something wonderful about how good it feels to be honest and open and a good person and just explain your feelings to others and let them decide what to do with the way it makes THEM feel. I am so tired of people "protecting" me with half truths and lies. How about we all start only making promises we can keep?

Grow up human race and just be better.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

true love.



Let me tell you about my dog. Her name is HOBO. She is the love of my life. She did not start as mine, in fact, I did not think a doggie was a good idea for people who travel so much. Hobo spent the first year of her life travelling and staying with my friends when we were not around. Aunty Kristen, Aunty Haley, Aunty Mads had her ALOT. Then She moved to NYC with me because her dad was on tour. Hobo really loved NYC, just like me. She loved being on her leash and walking around the village and stopping for tea. But we had to leave NYC and Hobo went to Canada for 6 whole months last year and I did not get to see her at all. I was very sad. Sometime we ichatted and it made me miss her more. Then she came back to live in Las Vegas with her daddy and me. Then her Daddy moved to LA and gave me Hobo because he knew I was much closer to her than he was. He knew that I would take much better care of her. He misses her. Hobo misses him too. But mostly she only cares about food. Once she saw him at the doggie park and he brought her the biggest bacon bone ever. She loved it but usually only eats organic. :)

Hobo and I sleep next to eachother each and every night. For a while she used to sleep on my chest, but now she just sleeps beside me. Sometimes I hold her paw when I feel alone. I wake up every morning and she smothers my face with puppy kisses. Hobo is the light in every one of my days. She loves me unconditionally. She sheds alot. Hobo has made me see what real love feels like. I have never loved anything as much as I love her. This picture was actually taken while we were sleeping. There are three doggies in my bed, but you can only see two. The other one was practicing his trumpet.

There is no purpose to this blog. I just wanted to tell you how much I love Hobo.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

I am a 4 out of 10.


video


Hey. Exciting day.. I guess I must have "made" it. There are giant Keltie's all down Las Vegas BLVD. I decided to make a video. "Lil P" stands for Little piggie, which is the character I play in Peepshow. Hense why I wear so much pink. Facts about this video:

-I am complete dorkface.
-My hair is longer.
-Overalls add to the dorkness
-I like to speak in third person.
- I can do killer Kartwheels

Sunday, May 10, 2009

happy doggie mom's day.





Here is a story about dance. Which also is a story about life.

Last night was a full moon. This means that very strange things can happen. They did. In the middle of Peepshow a few things broke and it left 12 dancers on stage without our poles to swing, contort, do ballet on. SO right before we walk onstage I just hear " just freestyle". I loves. So I walk to the end of the runway, cannot see what anyone behind me is doing and for 2 minutes just give all my tricks, kicks, leg hold turns, needles, turns. I am full out jazz dancer. FULL OUT! When I turn to see what the dancers behind me are doing, all of them are just posing, looking hot, kinda slinking around the stage. oops.

I got off stage and my dance captain came up to me and said "WORK!" you were "FULL OUT!" "she was letting me have it". I felt silly.

My point on this amazing sunday is : In life, you just have to go for it. Be full out at all times. Yes the people around you, behind you and beside you might be happily slinking through life with just enough, but I believe that it is much better to give all of yourself to each and everything you are going to do. 100% at all times. Someone can always pull you back. That person can never be you.

People will say I try to hard, work to hard, love to hard, but to me this is a strength. I give everything I have to whatever it is I am doing be it dancing on stage, dancing in my bedroom, listening to a friend, being a friend, falling in love, falling out of love, even writing this here little blogdisma. I give it my all. No one can ever say I didn't try.

I encourage you! yes you. To get out there today and be full out! Give all of yourself to this amazing day. I said to a friend of mine recently, that I wish I could just fast forward the next few months, and in turn they said to me. I'm sorry you feel that way, but do not spend all your time wishing time away, life is only a precious few moments and will be gone before you know it. So true.

FULL OUT! FEARLESS!

Saturday, May 9, 2009

come fly with me.


Our arms start from the back because they were once wings.- Martha Graham

Nice Guys finish first.


Today Miss. Loftiss's man, ( call him Mr. Loftiss.) Called me and said he booked a last minute flight to vegas from NYC to come and see Loftie. #1- this is the sweetest thing in the world. #2- I love surprises! #3- I got to pretend that it was okay and normal for him not to call her for 6 hours and then blindfold her and have him run up to her at the airport. It was the most romantic thing I have ever seen. I love to see my friends so happy. True story, before Loftie and Mr. Loftie were together she dated, Alot, of people and some of the things that she was told " your enthusiasm is overwhelming" and then " I don't want a girlfriend" ( only for dude to have a gf, with no life, who just wanted to follow him around shortly after) by different fellows.

The moral of the story is...one day, all of us will find our match, you can't force it on someone who doesn't want to be your match. Every deserves to have someone who is a total nutso fot them. That thinks they are better than sliced bread covered in nutella and bananas. :)


I hope one day I have a nice guy who flies across the country for 24 hours with me. Some guys get lonely and fill their time with thrills and some know how special they must be to have a kelpie or a loftie in their lives and just hold out for that. I am on team nice guy. Way to go jay. I can't wait to tell this story at you+loftie's wedding.

I also am happy to introduce maybe the greatest picture of all time to this blog. This is from the cinco party I attended on the fifth. I think it is the best thing since sliced bread with nutella and bananas!

Friday, May 8, 2009

dream come true!




So excited. Check out www.sugarandbruno.com for more info! see you there!!!

THE ROYALTY - S&B FACULTY
The Sugar and Bruno Family is over flowing with raw energy and talent.
They are the best at what they do and it shows.
Everyone is so excited to teach you,
and help you be the best that you can be.
This Camp is going to rock.
PS. How excited am I to meet and hang with Chelsie?

pps. Many moons ago you guys sent me pics of you in your book me tee's. Can you resend them, they have been lost and I want to post them again! mucho loveo.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

I would have loved you all my life.

video


So, first of you will notice my feet are all taped up. I am on the injured list with some arch and foot problems right now. Hurts to walk and to dance but you know, nothing a little tape can't fix. Please excuse my bad/hurt dance ability.

Second of all, I have a story. A story that goes with this piece. The best thing about today was sitting and thinking about what this song was telling us.

It begins at a perfect moment between two people. A moment where they are so amazing as an "us" that nothing else exists. You do not get to see this part, but you know what I am talking about. We pick up in the story where this guy is directing the girl into what he wants her to be, she is bending to be exactly what he says he wants, she is so sick of her feelings depending on the actions of another, she keeps pushing him away. This is a couple who were so perfect, were best friends, knew everything about each other and have now ended up in a place where they are strangers, neither one even remembers why they felt that way, they are losing their memory.

This is a story of a girl who is sick of feeling sad, of being taken forgranted and decides to look the guy and say "tell all your friends I am never coming back, this is the end." and as soon as she does, he follows her, runs after, her chases her because he remembers, as she walks a tightrope of being okay, and being not okay, every step is a step is a step but all she wants to do is get away, be free. She has long forgotten what ever made him special. She doesn't care if he misses her. She has lost her memory.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

three things I love

in one place.

-men dancing with their perfect bodies and beautiful emotions.
-bad boys (duh).
-albie.



Everyone needs to check out my "nice, caring and friendly" friend Albie in Rasta Thomas's "Bad Boys of Dance". Super dope company filled with some pretty zexy stuff. enjoy.

Yesterday in the dressing room and hair rooms at the show me + albie had a contest and took a vote, here are the results.

who is better looking? Albie (percent of gay boys should be taken here)
Who is nicer? Albie
Who is more friendly? Albie
Who is more caring? Albie
Who has better legs? Albie WTF!

This is such crap!!! and I feel like the hair room just hates me because I have a natural mullet. Totally unfair. Albie asked me to describe myself and I said " I have really great legs". He said that you can't use "great legs" to decribe onesself. Why not? I also said I was loyal and determined. Albie said that determined was an understatement. I liked that. SUPERDETERMINED! Stayed up till four am working last night building, hunting and learning. My ideas are so killer. I cannot wait to take the world by storm. Once I fell asleep I dreamed about Toronto for hours. So peaceful. Loved it.

Now I just have to work on getting my reputation back as the friendliest person on the planet.

Monday, May 4, 2009

I hope people hate me sometimes.

video

I would prefer that people watch me dance and love it, but I hope sometimes people hate me. Because it is raw and real. If you feel nothing then Art is useless.

Sitting on the couch with albie looking at old videos and new videos and putting together stuff for my new reel for my new (Amazing) site coming very soon. Found this diddy from last summer. I love Chris Hale and of course, I will always love this song and all songs that have ever been written about/for me. I remember having that "winding knee" and speaking my mind about "tripping eyes and flooded lungs". Mostly, Albie and I were having a convo about if I took as much class vs. time I spent on clothing, peep, dvds, websites and blogging how great of a dancer I would be. I showed him this and he said, I can't believe how technical you are, you never speak of yourself that way. I dance for me. I take classes like this for me. I work, shaking my booty, and wearing hair and lashes but to me, movement is art and moving slowly, as albie says shows off my talent. I am not perfect but I am getting there. I figure. One day soon I will be back in NYC taking my daily classes at BDC and just living for open air windows, steam on the mirrors and my good friends and good class.

That was a beautiful summer. I have the highest hopes for this summer filled with many highkicks!

Ps. I read this to albie and he said " I think you are perfect, we just work on being more perfect." :) cute.

pps. I think Stacey Tookey was in class with me that day, she's now judging on So You Think You Can Dance Canada, I could not be more proud of her. Werk.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

hotter, faster, stronger, nerdier?



Have I gotten hotter? Does my hair look amazing?

Yes. and Yes.

Ps. look at our shoes, they are the Capezio ballroom heels incrusted with like $6000 of hot pink crystals. You should see them on stage. Pretty amazing. Only to be upstaged by everything that is Mel. B's body.

Dave Scott



Was at Peep tonight, super dope choreographer that you all should follow. Check his reel and watch the dude do a FACE SLIDE across the floor. Yes, a FACE SLIDE. Amazing.

nice girls finish last.



I am a little unslept but Hobes likes to get up at 9 am and stand on my face until I wake up with her and play. Oh boho.

I've been having the saddest dreams. It is making my sleep unrestful. What a day I had yesterday, I cried for most of the afternoon and then had the most liberating conversation with my friend Cassie. We just talked about girls, and guys and the way things are. She told me that it was a testament to what a good person I am that no matter what I still do not want to watch him hang with the ugh crowd and do the ugh things. She says it would be more normal for me to wish him to rot in hell. I could never. Not my style. Karma will win. Not today, maybe not in 10 years but I am capable of love and I think that makes me the winner. It is sad to stand here and watch you throw everything away and alientate every single person in your life who ever cared about you.

This got my thinking last night about how nice girls finish last. This is so unfair. It really does not make sense to me. But maybe it is the same reason I am not attracted to nice boys. Maybe we are all nice only when we want to be. Here is what i refuse to give up believing.

I believe I am irreplaceable.
I believe that each and every single one of my dreams will come true.
I believe that I deserve more.
I believe that honesty is the best policy.
I believe that hard work and dedication are the keys to success.
I believe that one day I will look back on this and laugh.
I believe that a tittie pop and a cup of tea can solve almost anything.
I believe that musicals and books make for the best stories.
I believe that the best kind of love comes from doggies and mommies.
I believe that I am talented and unstoppable.
I believe that I am a wonderful and loyal friend.
I believe that I choose to only see the good in people and sometimes that can be a flaw.
I believe that I am worth 40 zillion dollars.
I believe that there are a million pretty blonde girls but only one Keltie Colleen.
I believe that a high left kick can book me any dance job.
I believe that sewing, knitting, and crafting make time better.
I believe in the power of a good soundtrack and a good glass of wine.
I believe that all the wonderful things coming to me right now are the karma I deserve.
I believe that trust is the most important thing in life.
I believe that nicole richie braids can save any bad haircut.
I believe that people can see through the lies of our idols.
I believe that there are good idols out there if you look past the US weekly first.
I believe in true love.
I believe in me, my strength and my future.

what do you believe in?

Saturday, May 2, 2009

deux canadians in Vegas






In honor of last week I am sitting eating a mint aero bar (from Canada). I had the most fun ever last week. I took a little break from workaholic Keltie to become, fun, water logged girl doing lifts and cannonballs into the pool Keltie. I have the most fun girlfriends ever here. Such good, good people. My friend "runner" from Toronto came down to see sin city. We had a blast and I got what I needed, some awesome canadian vibe from one of my fav canadians. I know everyone is wondering what I think about all different types of things, but for now. No thinking. Just being. :)

fame. I'm gonna live forever.



It's 80's movie day. One of my fav's along with Girls Just want to have fun, White Nights, Footloose is FAME. I am such a cocco. I can remember singing this song in my bedroom in the actual 80's dreaming of the stage. What a delicious movie.

I love when music never ages. Who cannot relate to.
Sometimes I wonder
who I am
do I fit in?
I may not win,
But I can be strong
OUT HERE ON MY OWN


ps. I love how bruno looks at her.

Friday, May 1, 2009

honestly.


You know what is amazing. Being honest. It really is. If you have a heavy heart I suggest you seek out the person or thing causing it and be honest about it. It is always okay to feel the way you feel. No one will ever hate you for being honest, they might not like your answer but if you explain yourself clearly they can only admire the strength it takes to be really honest. REALLY. People! let us all stop "protecting" other people with white lies and misplaced jealousy. Protect eachother by telling the truth. That way no one can expect anything that you cannot give.

ps. It is the saddest day in kelpie and loftie world. so sad.