So next time you watch “Dirty Dancing,” don’t just wait for the lift. Listen to Baby singing “You Don’t Own Me.” That’s the whole movie right there. That’s the secret sauce. It’s not about dancing; it’s about choosing your own partner, your own rules, and your own worth.
And if that doesn’t make you want to stand up and spin someone around in a dusty cabin, I don’t know what will. Pass the melon, sis. We’ve got work to do.
