Extremely kind people have nominated me for two blogging awards! I have never expected to be nominated for anything at all and am, in fact, still suprised that people read my blog at all. Both awards aim to promote lesser-known blogs. While it is theoretically possible to actually win those awards, this doesn't seem to … Continue reading It’s Raining Nominations, Oh My!
Post like this one have been around forever and I've wanted to do one of my own for as long as I've been blogging. Mostly to find out what the hell is in there, because I'm damned if I remember. I'm one of those people who'd rather bring everything and not need it than need … Continue reading What’s In My Dance Bag
Birdie is really laying down the law in ballet class. While our class is generally hard-working, very few people are willing to stand in the front. This behaviour is pretty common in beginner dance classes, university lectures and certain conferences. But Birdie decided she wasn't going to tolerate it in her class. Last Thursday, she … Continue reading Absolutely No Ballet Beyond This Line
This has been dawning on me in every single dance class for the past two weeks, so let me inflict it upon you. The steps might seem a tad counterintuitive, but trust me, they work wonders. Step One Acquire a deep dental filling in one of your upper (maxillary) molars. It is imperative that the … Continue reading How To Rapidly Improve Jumps And Floorwork In Two Easy Steps
Isn't it funny that the world ballet is spelled with a double l in English (and French: ballet), a double l and a double t in German (Ballett) and neither in Russian (балет)? That's languages for you. There's nothing else to see here. Move along.
I have written about thigh envy before. Yesterday, I got to touch the thigh of a professional dancer and circus artist and oh boy. I better start from the beginning. Yesterday, we went to see an amazing varieté show at our local theatre. Hosted by renowned Swiss comedy and cabaret artist duo, Ursus & Nadeschkin, … Continue reading Palpable Thigh Envy
My physiotherapy with Mr. Adorable is drawing to an end. Yesterday was the second-to-last time and he continued teaching me what I need to know to continue exercising and avoiding injury by myself. I opted out of the pistol squats because my infamous, irresponsibly self-diagnosed knee pain was rearing its ugly head again. To be … Continue reading Trolled By My Therapist!