When I was little, I was a ballerina. Or rather, I went to a ballet studio once a week to “practice ballet”. The clumsy jumps and falling that went on in that place probably don’t qualify me as a ballerina, but I had the little ballet shoes and the leotard and all (I don’t think we had tutus). I was even in productions of the Nutcracker multiple times as a mouse…yep, real graceful. And I was once in Cinderella as well…again, as a mouse. And one year, to my excitement, I was a tin soldier!!! But never an actual fairy princess or anything glamorous. Still, I considered myself a budding starlet until at around age 8 I realized my talents were not improving (had they ever?) and I sadly had to leave my devoted teachers and fellow ballerinas behind. That was around the same time that I decided that gymnastics were not my area of expertise, either, considering I hadn’t progressed further than a forward roll. I still can’t do a cartwheel.
This outfit right here is about as close as I’ll ever get to being an actual fairy princess ballerina. I’ll admit, ballet just wasn’t my thing. I’m thinking about maybe giving gymnastics a shot again, though. You don’t have to be flexible, right?