Monday, 9 March 2009
Have been feeling very sorry for little J at ballet. She's been the only one without a tutu for six weeks or so, due to me thinking she wasn't bothered about having one and was delighted with her made up costume. Turns out she wasn't and nearly cried when I finally got her a lovely pink one.
Then a couple of weeks ago, I succumbed to the ridiculous notion that she needed tap shoes, for about ten minutes a week. So I got some plain canvas ones from e-bay. Then today, she needed them for the first time and loved it! But...sadly she resembled a Minnie Mouse clown ballet girl, as I'd got confused over sizes as had been told to get one size bigger than normal. Well, course that means remembering normal size..I mean, really how much is a person supposed to know.
So....as a fantastically amazing treat we've ordered these! Very excited and even a little jealous of them already. Course they are flamenco shoes so much more stylish than our clod hopper tap shoes. And I might even let her wear them occasionally for other things - even though they are most certainly not Start Rite.
I promise it won't be make up next...but it might be shopping for dresses together.