tu tu much
tu tu much

I have a love-hate relationship with tutus and sequins, by association.  I love, love, love to see a beautiful piece of work up on stage but when I’m up to my eyeballs sewing it, it’s often pure hell.  Recently I went to watch my niece compete in the biggest ballet competition of the year for her.  On balance she had quite a successful campaign across the dozen or so solos and troupe routines she danced, though not quite as good as previous years.  She’s ten years old and has just moved up an age group and is at the very junior end of some much bigger girls and the competition in relation to technique is very tough.  All girls experience this as they progress, but I think often the reality of the situation as you get older is a bitter pill to swallow.  I’m just pleased my niece is passionate enough about dancing to stick it out and clean up the trophy haul next year!  By then she’ll have a new tutu and I’ll be up to my eyeballs in sequins.  Again.