

I grew up living in NYC, a mecca for all ballet troupes. I went to almost every ballet that came through town, and developed a love of the art. Now that I live in the marsh of Tampa, I try to see every ballet within proximity. It's hard, marked by prom dress audiences and sudden inappropriate applause (mainly for every leap and pirouette performed, whether good or bad). What can I do? You take what you get. Suffice it to say, I cringe a lot.
2 comments:
It's nice to see Eva happy.
Snowqueen~
I spoke with her as well, and, except for unpacking, she is good, and Wes loves it there. He said he felt right at home.
Nice.
Abster
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