Three months of
ballet lessons culminated last Sunday afternoon with Snook's first ballet recital. But first I had to put into practice the lessons I'd been taught the previous week at a ballet bun workshop. I kid you not. They taught us everything from the exact width of the rubber band, to the specific brand/color of the hairnet, to the novel technique of splitting the pony tail into thirds before winding each section into a bun to avoid the "doorknob" effect. At the time I was thinking how nutty to have a bun workshop for three-year-old ballerinas. But on Sunday morning, I must say I knew exactly what to do with Snook's hair, and she looked lovely, right down to the slicked-back bangs. A requirement!


Views from the back, top and side. Let me tell you, that bun was going nowhere.

A shot in the backyard before it was time go.






And finally, the main event. Did you catch the plie? The port de bras? Just breathtaking!

I was so proud of my little ballerina/cupcake face.
Now, lest you think Snook only dances, oh no, this girl is a double threat. As can be seen in this, my first blog video. Enjoy!
2 comments:
Oh my goodness---I had forgotten how impossibly cute little girls in tutus can be. How adorable!!!
i can't wait!!!!!!!
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