I know, I know...

It's been two weeks since the big ho'ike, and I still haven't told you about it.

See, I don't have all the pictures back yet from my friends who were kind enough to play photographer that day.... and so far, in the shots my hula brothers and sisters have shared, I'm JUUUUST out of range.

We're all having trouble picking ourselves out of these pictures to begin with, because once we were properly adorned in our ferns for the kahiko (ancient) part of the program, we all looked alike. There were 120 of us, after all. So I've been looking for the people who were dancing around me as guideposts, as I was positioned near the tallest guys in the class. It's actually been hilarious.

So in this shot, below, you can see me! I swear! Look allllll the way to the right. Do you see someone's back, with the rest of her out of the shot? There I am! (Click to enlarge all pics)

• Don't I look great?

And in this shot, as we were walking out to start the 'auana (modern) part of the program, I'm just to the right of the tallest guys. See me? There I am! You know, the woman who's obscured by everyone else.

You can see the flowers in my hair and part of my flabby arm as I tried to adjust my sleeve. Looking good!

Okay, so here's one where you can actually see me in my kahiko costume, as we were walking out in our lines to start the ho'ike: I'm allllll the way on the right. (The gorgeous man in blue? My amazing Kumu. The gorgeous African-American dancer? Is a TEENAGER. Stop having those thoughts about him.)

More to come, I promise.