So... when you are a ballerina- you dream of getting fancy pointe shoes. My little ballerina... has been dreaming of these said shoes since she was 3!
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She has danced around these halls nearly everyday of her life.
{is this not killer precious??}
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She eats, sleeps, and breaths ballet.
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You have to be "invited" to join this elite group of girls.
These "Pointe" girls, must display- strength, grace, and discipline.
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Prissy got her invitation just before Christmas. She has talked of NOTHING else since. I assured her that we would indeed make the voyage into the city to get her shoes. But, I had no idea! First you must make a fitting appointment. Then you set aside 2 hrs to try on what seems like 1000 different shoes with 100 different specifics. "How do these feel?" How does the bow grab your arch?" "Can you fan your toes?" "Now tondu and see if they slip." Holy cow!!!
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But.. she smiled the entire 4 hrs in the dance shop yesterday, and in the end... the owner settled on some Russian Grishkos. Parents are powerless in these shops. Your tiny dancers are mesmerized by the lingo, and you are reduced to just a bystander... Depending on their feet and height and weight and dancing style- they determine the perfect shoe for your girl.
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It was amazing!! It was expensive!!! And.. it was a precious memory!!!!
CONGRATS Prissy!!!
