Lindsi - Gas Works Park, Seattle
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SHOUTOUT TO THE BALLET DANCERS WHO AREN’T SUPER SKINNY
SHOUTOUT TO THE BALLET DANCERS WHO AREN’T WHITE
SHOUTOUT TO THE BALLET DANCERS WHO HAVEN’T BEEN DANCING SINCE THEY WERE FOUR
SHOUTOUT TO THE BALLET DANCERS WHO STRUGGLE WITH BODY IMAGE
SHOUTOUT TO THE BALLET DANCERS WHO DEFY THE NORM, WORK HARD, AND LOVE TO DANCE
BECAUSE YOU DESERVE TO DANCE JUST AS MUCH AS ANYONE ELSE
hummus-slut asked:
sometimes-im-a-ballerina answered:
do you want to prove that it’s equally hard for both parties involved or just hard in general haha?
either way, here are some links to insanely difficult pieces ;) hope this helps! xx
Mikhail Barushnikov, Don Q
William Forsythe’s The Vertiginous Thrill of Exactitude
Myrtha Variation
Ivan Vasiliev does a triple cabriole
Flames of Paris coda, Vasiliev and Kochetkova
“The Match,” Osipova and Skvortsov
The best of Osipova
Leonid Sarafanov
Okay everything happened and it was really rad. After the fire drill outside, before heading inside, we notice that there was a crowd of people and me and my friends are like, “Shit is someone fighting?” And we go over and we find out that it’s a dance-off. Like, a literal dance-off. The teachers were there and totally cool with it and I’m just like, “I’m going in,” and I break into the middle of the circle and shout, “a new challenger approaches!”
Then I realized I had no idea what the hell I was doing so I fell over and scrambled out of the circle. Like I literally just threw myself to the ground and walked away.
I work as a cleaner at a night club and one night whilst walking around the dance floor looking for glasses to pick up or wet spots to mop up, I came across 2 vials of acid. Me being the idiot that I am picked up the vial whilst it was slightly open and a bit dropped in to a cut on my finger.
after about 40 minutes i got this weird feeling in my spine and it hit me that i was about to trip and then i started tripping balls, whilst working. I couldn’t look anyone in the eye because their faces started moving and spiralling. it was real intense. What made it worse is that i was working in a deep house room so the music was just freaking me out and the heavy bass made me feel like i was being thrown around the room. At one point I threw up and I felt the skin on my face melt off. As fun as it was i probably wouldn’t do it again.
TL/DR: tripped balls at work. wouldn’t do it again.
by MrGorrillard
Date the girl whose hair is a mess and steals your t-shirts and kisses you in front of boys who look at her admiringly. Date the girl who wants to dance in the rain with you and make tea for you and make you laugh so hard you snort tea out your nose. Date the girl who cares so much that she can tell something is wrong just by looking at you. Date the girl who will wrap her arms around you for no reason and pay attention when you talk about the things you love, even if she doesn’t love them herself. Date the girl who looks like a lazy sunday afternoon instead of a saturday night. Yeah. Just date that girl.
Sunbathe in the heat
Of each other’s bodies
We would
Dance to the melodies
Of each other’s breathing
We would
Go galloping
‘Bout each other’s laughing
We would
Leave our bones buried
In each other’s chest cavities
We would
If we could
I imagine being drunk with Calum would involve a lot of giggling at inappropriate times, along with him pulling you into his lap so he can wrap his arms around your waist and rest his chin on your shoulder, and he’d slow dance with you to any song (or even when there’s no music) and he’d get really protective of you if you fell asleep on his shoulder and he’d “quietly” tell the others to shut up because his love is sleeping, but in actuality he’d be louder than the other people and wake you up but you’d just keep your eyes closed and smile a little because you’re so in love with him.
