Then you start going to class yourself and realise that it just ain't that easy! There's all this technique stuff you've got to be able to do first - and don't even get me started on how much pointe shoes hurt - those ethereal beings up there in their pretty costumes don't let you see that bit (that's sort of the point).
This can sometimes result in a bit of an anticlimax, when you get into the studio and spend more time moving like an elephant in need of a hip-replacement than a fairy landing on a tree as @MlleGinger would prefer.
However, at dance station there is a solution for everything. Yes part of the solution is to work hard, keep coming to class, and listen to your corrections blah blah blah ..... but there is also Glimmer Girl!
Who is this mythical mistress I speak of you ask?
I cannot reveal her secret identify because ... well then it wouldn't be a secret any more would it?!?!?
What I can tell you about her though is that her sparkly pants leave magic dust in the air that, like Tinkerbell's fairy dust, makes it possible to FLY! The proof of this was when on Thursday night we were all allegro-ing like the pros (ish) and gliding seamlessly from one end of the studio to the next (ish).
So if you see anyone flying past you who looks like the person in the photo below on the left, make sure you quickly think happy ballet thoughts and guarantee the ENB will be calling you within the next half an hour.
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