I went on a date Friday night. To see The Nutcracker.
It was my first time.
And I loved it. Love.
(I even made a new friend.)
I think I tiptoed out of the theater, thinking about all the ways I could be a ballerina when I grow up. This thought was immediately followed by remembering that I can barely walk down a flight of stairs without falling, let alone dance.
But, I can dream, right?
And maybe buy things that will make me feel ballerina-ish, you know, without needing the years of rigorous training or the actual talent?
French Cancan Frilly Tutu Petticoat by joliejuliette
trashy ballerina lingerie by gimmeNICOLE
blue ballet flats by hautecountryvintage
I also need to add Center Stage to my netflix queue. You know you love it.