Tangó Champán
The character of a child is already plain, even in its mother's womb. Before I was born my mother was in great agony of spirit and in a tragic situation. She could take no food except iced oysters and champagne. If people ask me when I began to dance I reply, "In my mother's womb, probably as a result of the oysters and champagne - the food of Aphrodite." ... Until the end of the war, I made desperate efforts to keep my School together, thinking that the war would end and we should be able to return to Bellevue. But the war went on and I was obliged to borrow money from money-lenders at fifty per cent to pay for the upkeep of the School in Switzerland. In 1916, for this purpose, I accepted a contract to go to South America, and set sail to Buenos Aires. ... A few nights after our arrival in Buenos Aires, we went to a Students' Cabaret. It was the usual long, low-ceilinged, very smoky room, overcrowded with dark young men interlaced with equally brunette girls, all dancing the tango. I had never danced the tango, but the young Argentine who was our cicerone persuaded me to try. From my first timid steps I felt my pulses respond to the enticing languorous rhythm of this voluptuous dance, sweet as a long caress, intoxicating as love under southern skies, cruel and dangerous as the allurement of a tropical forest. All this I felt as the arm of this dark-eyed youth guided me with confidential pressure and now and then thrust the glance of his bold eyes into mine. Isadora Duncan (1878 - 1927), the "mother of the modern dance", when she visited the neighborhood La Boca in Buenos Aires in 1916, from an extract of her book "My Life", published in 1927, pages 9,322-326. https: //archive.org/details/mylife0000unse_a0f0/page/324/mode/2up?q=argentine&view=theater