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No trip to 6th Avenue would be complete without a glimpse of this
quirky dynamo. No need to fret... Babs wouldn't miss a Sunday
skate for all the buried guns in Montana. Here... There... Up...
Down... like a kid with A.D.D., Babs cannot stay put for an instant.
Her look is equally chaotic; one month a blonde, the next a brunette,
she's a chameleon with a penchant for spandex and lace-- a scintillating
combo!
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Unlike her playful fashion flair, when it comes to skating Babs
means business. Some have attributed her extreme look of determination
and willingness to try anything to a possible glitch upstairs,
if you catch my drift. The jury is still out on that one, but
all must agree that when Babs is on it's something to behold--
every minute she outdoes herself. Don't look away for an instant
or you may just miss something big!
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Although she regularly elbows in on others' routines, Babs has
cultivated a few fresh moves of her own. One patented favorite
is the Waitress, where she spins in place while holding both arms
out with elbows bent (like a drive-in waitress) which, when she
is feeling saucy, occasionally evolves into the Robot (think pop-lock).
The move to watch out for though is the Fall/Play-Off. Never one
to be outdone, Babs will attempt any maneuver; oftentimes they
are well
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beyond her skill caliber and when this is the case, she inevitably
falls. However, here is where the artistry shines through. Rather
than just get up, Babs prefers to cover up her mistake with some
fancy ground work, usually accompanied by a coquettish expression.
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