I was a ballerina for approximately six months. I took it pretty seriously - always coordinating my tights to my tutu (all of the other four-year-olds stuck to plain leotards). In our production of The Nutracker, I was a sheep, which I'm pretty sure was a made up role for all of the class rejects. After my first time on stage and the subsequent terror that ensued, I realized I wasn't cut out for becoming a prima ballerina, though clearly never got over my love for a petal pink piece paired with a bun.
Buttoned Down the Front
I don't own too many moderate shoes since I'm more of an all-or-nothing kind of girl. Most of my closet is comprised of either flats or high heels that are roughly 5" tall. But when my friend showed up to dinner the other night in these sandals (which are also on sale), I loved ...read more