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Brisé. A good name for a girl if she’s a film noire heroine.

We started working on brisé the other day, And I was going to suggest that Brisé would make a very pretty name for a girl and since the Adult Beginner is happy with the one baby and not having more … Continue reading

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Working on Balance

Been thinking about balance, Partly because I was at the gym doing the other day, doing Pilates and the Pilates teacher always has, like, a namasté moment at the end of class where we sit cross legged on our mats … Continue reading

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Tiny ballerina has been there the whole time.

Been draping my warm-ups over this barre-bracket forevers. Never noticed the little ballerina.

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‘Cause baby you’re a fiiiiiiirework (Jeté Jeté Jeté)

There’s this one piece of music that Smirnoff plays every now and then, for the fondus at the barre, that I always think is going to be an instrumental version of Metallica’s Nothing Else Matters. Every time. The opening notes … Continue reading

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Still Life with Cheez-It

There was a Cheez-It on the floor. Right there in my barre spot. Every time I turned around, bam, Cheez-it. How did it get there? Somebody having barre snacks? Gross little fluorescent orange barre snacks? Kind of horrifying but also … Continue reading

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This is not a post about sloths

So we’re at the barre, And Smirnoff stops the music and says, “My Dears! In the Russian school there are three half-toes! Other schools, they have only flat and demi-pointe, but this will not do for us!” (I love it … Continue reading

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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand we’re back.

Back to ballet! Gentle Reader, it has been a Long Time since my last class, Which you might remember was The Most Annoying Class Evar. Here’s the link in case you want to relive the annoying. So I was a … Continue reading

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Observing the barre

Mr. Adult Beginner is out of town this weekend, and since he wasn’t here to entertain me with Saturday morning ride-in-the-car-coffe-shop-bank-grocery-store-maybe-yard-sale, and yes I am that easy to entertain, I went to ballet class! My goals were two fold: Fold … Continue reading

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Agent K’s favorite part of ballet class

The barre. Because everything is Precise and In The Correct Order.

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Smirnoff’s advice on selecting a doctor

This is just a teaser while I write out the godawful experience that was telling Smirnoff that I’m taking some time off from ballet as per my doctor’s recommendation. Yeah, I told him “doctor” not “midwife”. He is old-school. Not … Continue reading

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