i think it started when mom would pick me up from ballet class when i was little and sometimes we would run errands after.
i would still be in tights, skirt and leotard. my favorite would be when we would go to the grocery store.
not only did i get a chocolate bar doughnut with sprinkles but as mom shopped i just followed along.
the floors were like the ones in the ballet studio and so i just would mindless start to practice whatever i learned in class that day.
my favorite is to practice toe drops, fouettes, pirouettes, and waltz turns.
and after years and years, i still do it without noticing sometimes. something about the grocery store inspires me to do ballet haha. people usually give me weird looks.
which makes sense. i am not a 4 year old in a cute pink ballet outfit dancing after her mom. now i am just a boring old college student shopping with room mates. haha.
maybe one day when i find a husband just as goofy as i am we can do this:
and then it will be cute again for me to dance in the grocery store.
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