I recently spent an evening with a friend whose sister just got engaged, and our conversation naturally turned to his own wedding several years ago. I recalled how great their reception was, especially the small band they'd hired to play at the dance. It consisted of a couple excellent dudes on instruments and a very talented and enthusiastic woman on vocals.
At one point that evening, one of my best friends from childhood sidled up next to me and asked me what I thought of the music.
Noticing how animated the voluptuous lead singer was becoming in her beautiful but low-cut outfit, I replied, "They're fantastic! But I'm honestly a little worried that if she bounces around any more, she's going to come right out of that dress."
He shot me a sly glance and a smile. "Then let's hope they continue to play songs that are up-tempo."