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I only learned about this yesterday, or I’d totally be in Detroit right now, but Ballet Detroit has an Open Session this week. If you’re in the region, drop everything, go, suffer, and return stronger.

Rayevskiy brings the Vaganova, but if you’re afraid you can’t hang, don’t worry. I couldn’t make it 100% of the way on every exercise either, but it was still worth it to take his class. I really wish I could go, because a week of Rayevskiy would be really, really good for all my goals right now.


Go learn from this terrifyingly-beautiful-but-actually-really-sweet danseur. (Image ganked via screengrab direct from BalletDetroit.)

Since I can’t go, though, you should. You’ll wind up a beast in the best possible sense of the word.

PS: it took me an hour to write this because my stupid computer is terrible :/ Time for some troubleshooting.


Leaving for Cinci earlier than yesterday  at the same time as yesterday  when the new phone finishes its Android update… 


I’ve never seen video of myself doing petit allegro with beats until just now. BG posted a slo-mo video from the morning’s Killer Class on the facebag. 

I was really surprised at how nice it all looks … or, well, right to the point where I forgot which way we were supposed to glissade next, heh. 

But still! I thought I was way off form this morning, it wasn’t half bad!     

Our Super Adventure on The Potential Danger of the Feline Purr! 

Never Again The Typing Times! 

Good News 

I got cast! (And not the broken-bone kind 😁)

Next audition on my radar is ballet-related, but I’m not sure when it is. Dates haven’t been posted yet. 


TFW you have this beautiful peace of classical music stuck in your head and you really want to dig it up on the innerwebs and listen to it, but you can’t remember what it’s called :/

Never mind; I remembered.

(OTOH, at least least my brain plays full orchestrations.)

Also, I had this very random dream that involved incredibly beautiful miniature dark chocolate cakes. I don’t remember much of the rest of it, but I do remember that I wanted one of those soooooooo badly. The for sale at an open-air market thing at school (and I was a senior in high school, but nothing like I actually was as a senior in high school—and to further complicate matters, the school I was attending was the one I attended in elementary school, which stops at 9th grade). 

Modern Class Feels

That feeling when you randomly see a video of class from a couple weeks ago and you’re like, “Who’s the asshat in the striped shirt with with the legs and the getting confused about the inversion?” 

And then you’re like, “Oh, that’s me. Never mind.”

(To my defense, I am no longer confused about the inversion, though in today’s Totally Modern Men’s Class* we learned more choreography and I managed to wind up on the wrong leg at the end.

*Today it was 3 guys in class.)

The Morning … Erm, Evening After

Yesterday, BW said something like, “Just wait, you’ll hate me tomorrow,” when we were all gushing about how much we love his class.

Happy to report that my legs (and arms—even he said, at one point, “Wow, all this port de bras is really tiring!”) are doing fine today. Backs of the calves are a little tight, but that’s what I get for neither properly stretching nor thoroughly foam-rolling them.

Tonight we begin integrating the partner work in Knockin’ (which, you guys, really needs a better working title). We’ll see how things feel after that 😛

Last night, as I was attempting to fall asleep, my brain conveniently remembered that we have an audition coming up for which we need to whack together 3 minutes of trapeze or lyra work. It proceeded to keep me awake for two hours choreographing :/

Have I mentioned that I really wish my Muse would at very least move to this time zone? I don’t mind if she chooses not to live in KY, but FFS, could she maybe try living in New York instead of San Francisco or Seoul?

OTOH, feeling better about the audition now. More worried about the dance part thanks to the fact that I’m sometimes memory-challenged when it comes to remembering modern dance combinations.

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