Some people say dancers have ugly feet contorted and scarred from years of abuse.
But as Doris Sepich scuffed the pine floor with a flourish of her toes, her graceful movements attracted the eyes of every uncoordinated dancer in the room. Maybe they were struggling to mimic her movements and avoid being trampled by the circle of people who dragged their twisted ankles to a Croatian traditional dance called Pevano Kolo. Sepich, in the same circle of dancers, seemed to float on the balls of her feet instead of stumble. She never looked at her own feet or anyone else's. Rather, her eyes glistened, fixed somewhere in the space between dancers' heads and the dance hall ceiling.