today just feels like a ballet kind of day, what with it being sunday and the gloomy skies and all.
i think rainy days are so deeply graceful, and i feel the same way about ballet.
i love how personal ballet shoes are. there is something so romanticized about a pair of used, broken-in, pointe shoes. it's like they've taken their owner to hell and back, but with weightlessness and grace.
happy sunday night :)