I was digging through boxes in the garage to find old dance shoes and costumes (I get a little nostalgic sometimes). I came across my very first pair of ballet shoes for a photo contest I am doing. To think that for 15 years of my life it revolved around plies and fouettes is just funny. I am sure my mom didn’t love the hole it put in her wallet but she supported me through my entire dancing career.

If I had it my way I would be in ballet right now but man it is hard to find a ballet or pointe class for adults. After much searching I did finally find a place that has ballet for adults, so come August I am hoping to enroll again. What excites me even more than myself re-enrolling, is in June my baby girl will be old enough to take classes.

Who knows she may go from this:

to this

Just like me (those are my first ballet shoes and my foot in my last pair of pointe shoes)