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Valentines and Red Velvet Boots

February 12th, 2016 by Sallie Bingham in New Mexico 2 Comments

Valentines and Red Velvet Boots

My Red Velvet Boots

Here it comes: the ridiculous day most of us claim to disparage but still expect, secretly, some kind of notice, if not the clichéd chocolates and red roses—although those would be pretty nice too, even if they invoke the refrain from a Country Western tune, “Roses won’t stop her from leaving this time.”

I have my yellow African Daisies but of course that is not enough, nothing is ever enough for the hungry heart! And so I decided to parade in my red velvet boots with the silver embroidery and the zipper up the backs, bought at the encouragement of a friend at that great caravanserai of appetite, the annual Santa Fe International Folk Market, last summer (silently speculating whether I would ever wear them).

Well, I have, I do, and I will, even to the Lent service Wednesday night, that mighty dip into reflection and self-analysis, when all color has been stripped from the church and black seems the appropriate color for us penitents. I am a penitent—that word from a medieval lexicon—and have been one since I was twelve or so and felt I shouldn’t take communion because I hadn’t confessed the sins I knew I’d committed, although I couldn’t tell what they were.

This reminds me of my pious Roman Catholic friend, a woman of great virtue and abstinence, who confessed to me that she suffered, always, from an intense sense of guilt. She, too, couldn’t have said what she was guilty of; perhaps of being alive, and a female? Our tendency to feel unnamed guilt may be the reason the Christian doctrine of Original Sin has such a long and enduring history.

So where will I wear my red velvet boots? Certainly on Saturday night to my beloved dance studio here...

So where will I wear my red velvet boots? Certainly on Saturday night to my beloved dance studio here, Dance Station, whose slogan is “We Teach Santa Fe to Dance.” I’ve been taking lessons and performing there for twenty years, favoring the old-time ballroom dances performed to glorious 1940’s musical scores—”Shall We Dance? On a bright cloud of music shall we fly? Shall we then say goodnight and mean goodbye…”

The band that will play on Saturday night is called The Rifters, three cowboy musicians, engagingly a little the worse for wear, who perform on the small raised stage at the end of the dancing room. Water and sometimes cookies are provided; dancers don’t drink liquor, which is why most of the dance places in town have closed. They simply can’t make enough money. Our modest entry fees to the dances at Dance Station make the parties barely feasible, but the aim is not financial. It is, indeed, to show Santa Fe dancing.

And what a crowd assembles there! Also engagingly slightly the worse for wear, we women in the dresses we might have worn as teenagers (short skirts guarantee partners, a queasy notion) and the delicious specially-constructed high-heeled dance shoes that are more comfortable than sneakers. I wonder why the expensive designers of dress shoes have never figured out the secret of making them comfortable.

Everybody dances with everybody, although there are usually more women than men which means some of us sit solemnly along the wall, like the teenaged wallflowers we once were. But the atmosphere is so friendly, and the music is so lively, that it’s nearly impossible to feel, as we may have years ago, gloomy and neglected. There is always some gent casting around the room for a partner.

It works so well because nobody has to talk. Generally, we don’t even give our names. And before 10 pm, it is over, and we put our dance shoes in their little silk bags and go home, happily, alone.

[For more on my love of dancing, please read Doris Duke and Me: Dancing and Dancing, Again.]

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A long and fruitful career as a writer began in 1960 with the publication of Sallie Bingham's novel, After Such Knowledge. This was followed by 15 collections of short stories in addition to novels, memoirs and plays, as well as the 2020 biography The Silver Swan: In Search of Doris Duke.

Her latest book, Taken by the Shawnee, is a work of historical fiction published by Turtle Point Press in June of 2024. Her previous memoir, Little Brother, was published by Sarabande Books in 2022. Her short story, "What I Learned From Fat Annie" won the Thomas Wolfe Fiction Prize in 2023 and the story "How Daddy Lost His Ear," from her forthcoming short story collection How Daddy Lost His Ear and Other Stories (September 23, 2025), received second prize in the 2023 Sean O’Faolain Short Story Competition.

She is an active and involved feminist, working for women’s empowerment, who founded the Kentucky Foundation for Women, which gives grants to Kentucky artists and writers who are feminists, The Sallie Bingham Center for Women's History and Culture at Duke University, and the Women’s Project and Productions in New York City. She lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico.

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  1. Ranny Levy on Facebook says

    February 12th, 2016 at 8:48 pm

    Oh you! You dancing fool! Love how your heart and feet are in sync. Happy Valentines Day.❤️?

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  2. Sara Morsey says

    February 14th, 2016 at 7:40 pm

    sounds heavenly

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