Ummm, right size 9 delicate dancer's feet.
She then explained that it was my toes that gave me away. After I stopped reminding myself to get a pedicure I started reminding myself of how much I put my feet through growing up.
Like most little girls I started out in ballet and tap from the age of 3 and didn't stop until high school (which I still regret to this day). I added tons of athletic shoes and cleats to the mix as I grew up playing sports but, that first day with my toe shoe ribbons winding up my legs still sticks out the most. It was proof that I was an official ballerina and within 20 minutes I had the mangled toes to prove it.
The costumes that teachers put me in were crazy, scary, most of the time inappropriate for a child of my age and looking back now absolutely hilarious to witness in film and print. I will have to have a priest legally bind me to my future husband before he sees most of that material. Unless my brother and sisters beat me to the punch, which they love to do. There is one costume I will proudly show anyone and its my ruby red tutu. I think my mom has it stuffed (ahhhh) into some costume bin at their house but that was the costume I have been proudest to walk out on stage and twirl in.
That's why when I saw t
his... it took me all back. Its basically a grown-up everyday tutu (ok a custom-made formal "everyday" tutu, but that's simply semantics) and someday it will be mine! Plus it would look perfect with any of my shrunken cardies if I got chilly while twirling in it! If I thought I could find a grown-up everyday version of my toe shoes, then I would rock those on occasion too, but I think my toes have seen their last wrapped in lambswool and contorted days.I would love to meet the creator of this and convince her I need one in every color. Her Etsy shop is genius, and everything is custom! http://www.etsy.com/shop/ouma
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=37926262
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