Sassy Saturday: The Mirror
Posted: Sep 12 2015
HELLOOOO people of the internet! Remember how we said we were back from a hiatus about a month ago? Well, now we’re actually back. That’s right! The Twirlings is back and ready to twirl! We’re going to start off this week with a SASSY SATURDAY POST! (Yes, the week starts on Saturdays, the day with the most rehearsals and classes. While most people dread Mondays, ballerinas dread Saturdays – sort of.) With us gone, you’ve probably been lacking the sass in your life. We’re going to make your weekends fantabulous. Have no fear; The Twirlings is here! *cackles*
This week, we’re going to discussing our favorite friend and foe: the mirror. Here are a few struggles I always have with the mirror:
When you dance in a studio with no mirror
I don’t know about you, but I need the mirror in my life. NEED. How else am I supposed to know if my feet are pointed and my body is square? By feeling it with my body? HAH. The mirror is my sense of direction. With a mirror gone, what’s right and what’s left? My body and my mind say NO.
When you don’t get the mirror spot
Mentioned this earlier: I need the mirror. It may just be me, but I’m more focused when I actually see what I need to fix.
When you finally get the mirror, only to stand on the mirror line
This is the real frustration. You’d be better off with no mirror, in my opinion. I glance to the side (or front) and see the I've been split in half. The angles are all wrong and you don’t even know if it’s the mirror or yourself. It’s the worst.
When the mirror decides to BETRAY YOU (yet again) and make you look like a balloon
I’m talking about that one angle at that one spot. We all know the name… the fat mirror. *sigh* I trusted you, and now I don’t know what to think. Do I actually look like that? Or…? I thought the mirror was the one stable thing in my ballet life (my turns certainly aren't lol), but I guess not.
On most days, I have an undying love for the mirror. The mirror is an essential part of the rehearsal/class/training process. We use it to check ourselves and make sure everything is flawless (which it usually is – I mean, duh). But on days when it decides to be annoying and have me shooting daggers at it, PLEASE STOP I'M GOING TO HAVE AN EMOTIONAL BREAKDOWN.