Ballet Squid Chronicles: Weaksauce
So I did class tonight, and I kind of sucked.
That is, I had all kinds of flexibility — full split both ways (like, “Boom! I’m on the floor! Whaaaaat?”) ; insane cambre action (I’m all, “I can see me arse from here!” Okay, not quite, but close enough) — and my core was pretty solid, but everything else was a mess.
I’m all, “Turnout? Wot?” “Oh, weight transfer, not: wait, transfer…”
And Tawnee is all, “I DID NOT JUST SEE YOU SICKLE THAT FOOT, BOY.”
You know, except she’s a nice ballet teacher, so it wasn’t that harsh.
Well, I should say that everything was terrible except my allegro, both petit et grand. My glissade be all snapsnap.
Also, I sound like an idiot because I’m really tired.
Anyway, I felt generally pudgy and schlubby and out of shape, but at least I felt like a pudgy, schlubby, out of shape dancer. So there’s that.
I’ve had enough time off. Back to Being A Dancer.
That’s it for now.
G’night, everybody.
PS : The Unitard Hides NOTHING. …Nothing, y’all.
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