I have now been to three four classes since I last wrote. I’m going to focus on Friday’s class but first: SHOUT OUTS Shout out to the dude who looked like he was some kind of high school sports guy/jock who came into Beginning Ballet on Wednesday in sweat pants and jazz shoes with little/no dance experience and a great attitude. I really hope these younger and upcoming generations of young men are getting a different idea about ballet and how fun and awesome and beautiful it is no matter what gender you are or are not. Special shout out to the young woman who I mentioned coming in with a…

I went to a class during the week. Right? What day is it? What time is it? Who am I? Is there anything in my brain besides wedding planning? No? Ok All I remember from last week is that at some point, in some class, one student sat out petit allegro, not because of injuries, but because it was too fast/hard. And I won’t lie that it gave me an ego-boost to be able to do something that someone else found too difficult to even attempt. You know? Like, how awesome am I? Am I the best ballet dancer… in the world?! Just kidding, sort of. I did feel proud…