I wanna be a Polynesian so freaking bad..

But really. We all have dreams that aren't ever actually going to happen, but we can hope. And try. And pretend. My latest attempt in fulfilling such a fantasy of tattoos, long flowing hair, dark skin, flowers, skirts, and acquiring a beautiful Haka man consisted of my participation in the BYU luau (fueled by my love of my poly dance classes at school). Yes, I know I'm about as white as they come, but that doesn't.mean.anything :]
I signed up for the New Zealand-Aotearoa section, and so practiced my Maori, tititorea (counting sticks), and pukana every Saturday morning. Last week we had our show, both Tuesday and Wednesday nights, and I must say, it was amazing. So many beautiful people, costumes, and cultures being represented..I was in heaven.
(my pukana isn't exceptionally intimidating..)


Meet Riana and Tony, they're absolutely wonderful and played a huge part of the awesomeness of this experience.

And here's Ethan, my legit tititorea partner :]
Our 'foursie' group haha.




Overall, it was amazing. And I'm already excited for next year.