Yesterday evening was a momentous day in the history of The Studio. And I mean this most sincerely folks! Sarah Woodhouse held the long awaited Perky Buttock Party at Sauce. To make the invitation list required attendance at The Studio in Sai Kung and, most importantly, Sarah had to have been a direct influence on the aforementioned buttocks. This was no hit or miss affair. The buttocks were inspected, occasionally even prodded, and needed to pass the non-clenched test in order to make the grade for the party.
I was so relieved to have been deemed perky enough to attend after months, nay years, of squats and lunges under Sarah's watchful, yet demanding eye. All my hard work had paid off. It's official, I have perky buttocks. Well I assume I have as they let me in the party last night! I did hover by the doorway and read the sign "No Fat Bottomed Girls Allowed" but wasn't challenged so I headed for the bar.
There was food, Sauce did us proud. After troughing at least 3 deep fried goats cheese yummy morsels I noticed the sign PBD. I thought it was something to do with it's meat content at first, P for pork, B for beef, D for er... duck? But no. It was a warning sign meaning Perky Buttock Disaster. Other tasty morsels had PDF (Perky Buttock Friendly) or PDA (Perky Buttock Alert). A handy guide to the calorific content of the grub. So I had just inadvertently eaten the food containing the most calories. Whoops...they were great though. Everything in moderation eh? Let's have another chardonnay.
Sarah then took the stage (well Pilate's box) and awarded prizes to many of her trusty clients, bestowing them with honours we never even knew existed never mind be worthy of a certificate, for their varied performances in her exercise classes. I think I shall take to blurting out expletives from now in when in moments of pain. Instead of gritting my teeth, like us good northern girls have been taught to, it seems yelling "Oh my arse" can result in reward.
We all got a bit emotional after. The hankies came out. The sad but true fact is that Sarah is leaving Hong Kong and heading for Melbourne. By late August she will be gone. She is looking for a buyer for her wonderful studio. Someone to take over the goodwill and client base she has built up over the years. So far no luck. There was a cry for people to form a syndicate to ensure that this facility remains in place because, quite frankly, there is nothing else like it. I am living in hope that it will continue to be open and that my schedule classes will actually run for many years to come.
I really have appreciated my time at Sarah's classes (and Lindsay's if Sarah has been away). My body has gone from saggy to perky in many areas, not only buttocks, and I truly believe that it has had an effect on keeping me sane in this heady, fast paced life that Hong Kong throws at me. It will be a sad day if it has close.
ANY TAKERS?
By the way, I don't care what anybody says, I like Sarah's taste in music!
Hi Lesley, Loved your wit and vivid description of the event. Can you contact me directly about it please? Explore Magazine may be interested -local 'fun' story - if we could also get a photo or two????
Posted by: Pat | May 16, 2009 at 05:28 PM