There’s this thing we do. We, as in Ecuador, where I grew up - it’s a celebration of womanhood. So when you turn 15 your parents make a really big party for your birthday; and you are supposed to dress like a princess which I personally hated; you look like a cake; all the fabric and make up. Anyways, I guess in one of those parties, there was a disco ball – it was either there or in the movies I first saw one of this. Like the big one. Disco. That’s it.