If you knew me when I was a child, then you’d know that I was a ballerina.
I took ballet classes from age 6 to age 13 (aka the age my boobs arrived).
At that point it became OBVIOUS that I did not have the petite, lithe body needed by dancers.
My parents forced me to take ballet for all those years.
I think they hoped that it would give me poise and class.
Now, besides being wickedly flexible, I have the distinct talent of being able to do the splits.
And I have done the splits for many an onlooker at frat parties and Burning Man events, much to the chagrin of my parents.
Despite the fact that I no longer take ballet, I still have an ingrained affection for it.
Which is why I decided to make a pink tutu ballerina outfit for Burning Man.
Remember, I MUST have a tutu outfit for Tutu Tuesday at Burning Man.
Yes, it’s a bit of a stretch for me.
I’m not normally a PINK person.
But I’ve got to tell you, the idea of slipping into this outfit and wandering around the playa gives me shivers and feeds my inner ballerina!