Both have the worst posture. I mean they slouch horribly.
One has a jutted forward head (picture the way a bird's head sort of looks) and
she's so rounded forward that her chin is in real danger of sinking into her
chest. The other woman walks perpetually bent forward from her waist and also
suffers from that same odd bird neck/head issue. Every time I see either one, I
stand up straighter and stack my shoulders over my hips.
Kent’s cousin has amazing posture. Well she would, she was a
dancer at Radio City Music Hall for years and it shows. My older son, who was
also a dancer for years, has equally amazing posture. They are my positive
posture role models.
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