Did you have them, as a girl? When I was very young I wanted be an ice skater, which is -- I suppose -- like ballet on ice.
When I became a teenager, however, I discovered the beauty of the ballerina for the first time.
Ever since, I have been enchanted by it.
Though not a dancer myself, I can almost feel in my own body the kinetic energy of the ballerina when I watch her perform. And always, I admire her slim but supple carriage ...
... her fairy-tale costumes ...
The National Ballet of Canada
... and the mesmerizing lines of her limbs, in motion and at rest.
The mere image of the slipper evokes a tangible grace.
I savor ballet-inspired fashion magazine features, as well.
Vogue has done an especially fine job of this!
I simply cannot imagine a day when the image of the classically trained ballerina will fail to stir my wonder and admiration.
She is, to quote Shakespeare, "such stuff as dreams are made on."