I once told a British friend of mine that my dad taught me how to shag. I've never seen anyone look so horrified. Thanks to Austin Powers, most Americans these days also think that shagging is just another word for, uh, well you know.
To those of us lucky enough to be born and raised in the Carolinas, however, the shag is a dance. It's not just any dance. It's the South Carolina official State Dance, and if you don't actually know how to shag, you at least know how to fake it.
At our wedding, we'll be playing a hearty amount of Beach Music. And by Beach Music I don't mean the Beach Boys. Beach Music is Motown on vacation at Myrtle Beach. The Temptations, the Tams, the Embers, the Catalinas. Under the Boardwalk and Up on the Roof. 60 Minute Man and Miss Grace. And One Mint Julep that started it all...
Get on the dance floor. Guys, take your girl's right hand in your left. Keep a beer in the other. Shuffle your feet to 8 counts (don't worry about what the music count is). Spin her around a little bit. Keep everything from the waist up still and let your feet do all the work.
My family and I are looking forward to showing our Ohio and Pennsylvania guests some good Southern hospitality. If you have any questions about Spartanburg or Southern wedding customs, please feel free to ask! We look forward to seeing you!
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