It's so true that having dances does not necessarily mean we know how to dance. I went to all the stake dances as a teenager, and I can't tell you how many times I was leading during the slow dance. If I didn't lead, we'd end up just shuffling in place. Sometimes I'd prompt the guy, with things like, "Hey, how about a twirl?" or "Do you know how to do a dip?" so there'd be some variety. And I usually had to ask the guys to dance too, because if you didn't ask, all the good guys got taken real quick.
Except for my stalker, who always asked girls to dance, actually knew how to dance, and always made sure to slow dance at least once with me. We even would swing dance, but on the lifts I was always scared he would drop me because even though he was taller, he was thinner than me. (And, if you know me, that's pretty thin.) Ah, memories. /end nostalgia
My high school stalker aside, guys who can dance are very attractive. It is such a lost art. My dad can really lead--dancing with him at our Senior Farewell was strange because I wasn't used to a guy leading and I almost tripped over my own feet!
