Guh. You're making my ballet nostalgia ache again. Which is kind of stupid, because I only took ballet for a year when I was five, and for another year when I was 11 (though with a wonderful dancer who wanted to give me [unaffordable] private lessons). But I have such an obsession with ballet. I've got a dancer friend who actually just graduated from Juilliard (switching to modern after many years of ballet), and when she told me I had ballet feet I almost died of regret. Now at the Christmas store where I work there's a million Clara and ballerina ornaments, and I want them all so badly.
Even though I'm not a dancer.
I keep thinking I'll maybe take ballet lessons some day in the future, but that seems more unlikely as time goes on. I'm not ungraceful, or particularly fat, but I grew up to have a German peasant's broad shoulders and wide hips, and the idea of myself in skintight clothing leaping around becomes more and more ridiculous every day.
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Date: 2003-12-09 11:03 pm (UTC)Even though I'm not a dancer.
I keep thinking I'll maybe take ballet lessons some day in the future, but that seems more unlikely as time goes on. I'm not ungraceful, or particularly fat, but I grew up to have a German peasant's broad shoulders and wide hips, and the idea of myself in skintight clothing leaping around becomes more and more ridiculous every day.
Le sigh. *g*
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