i’d be a member of any gang if the initiation process included the mastery of triple pirouettes and grands jetés. actually, maybe i’ll start my own. instead of the jets of west side story fame, my gang of hood rats will be called the jetés. being a hoodlum has never been more fabulous.
(Source: hedda-hopper, via oldfilmsflicker)
Oh I took them very seriously. Everybody knows that snapping is incredibly bad ass. Although, really, I’m reblogging...
My friends could not take the Jets seriously once they started dancing. This is upsetting.
Don’t you miss the days when these were the gangs that roamed the streets? Sure they killed people, but at least they...
HAHAHAHAHAHAH !
Once you’re a Jet, you’re a Jet all the way. From your first cigarette til your last dying day.