So I went to a party at my yoga studio on Saturday and it was full of members of the Pacific Northwest Ballet, who frequent the same classes that I do. As honored as I am to share the same floor space as these rubber band girls made of pure muscle, including this girl and this girl, it is admittedly quite humbling to do the standing splits next to them. Their legs go beyond their heads while mine barely get off the ground. Jealousy aside, ballerinas are beautiful and phenomenal creatures, aren't they?
P.S. Needless to say, I was the only one wolfing down the hour'derves.
{Images by: 1. Visualize Us, 2. and 4. Stefano Rapino, 3. Weronis, 5.The Things That Excite Me, 6. Richard Calmes}
