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Like this for plotting or a starter tomorrow, depending on what I can come up with.
Ask me how many Kat icons I have to border, I dare you. No, don’t. At least they’re all made. But people are predigest against non-bordered icons?? So I better fix them.
Heavily thinking about revamping this blog and making it active again. However, I can redo my theme from the internet on my phone so I apologise for that. I’m going to follow a few people though, just to start things off.
Ballet Aesthetics 002: Pointe Shoes
Waiting to caress the floor, to paint figments of imagination across the stage, to engage in a never-ending dialogue with those who take the time to listen… Years - an approximation of the amount of time a dancer will dedicate to her long chain of pointe shoes throughout her life, from the tedious fittings in a shop to the disposal of the tattered skeletons.
Choose the perfect pair, sew the ribbons, hammer them against a wall, varnish them… Hours will have trickled by, but that will only have been the preparation. Strengthen your ankles, break your shoes in, improve the arch of your feet: p r a c t i c e is key they say. Days turn into weeks, class after class, rehearsal after rehearsal. Your feet blister, your nails bruise and soon, no amount of cotton or bandaids can stop the pain. But it barely matters, for when the music begins, the pain is forgotten and all there is left is the story you must tell: the story everyone has been waiting for.
❛ Specifics. This ending will play out much differently. ❜ Carmilla circles around, brow perked as eyes skim the outfit that Kat’s managed to get herself into. ❛ Are you dancing today or was this just to get me to see you? ❜
Brows raise as the brunette circles her and Kat should know better to use the word hungry and Carmilla in the same sentence, but that’s how the girl looks. There’s a laugh a the question, Kat turning so she’s actually facing Carmilla again. “Yes, I’m dancing. Do I have to dress up to get you to see me?”
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OMFG also in mun news. XD I bought a tutu yesterday at this dance expo I went to and it’s LEGIT the colour of the third year tutus!! It’s amaze. I’ll have to get a picture in it later. ^.^
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The Official Synopsis: “Former student, Tara Webster, needs to find the courage to return from injury to fulfill her ballet destiny.”
Some more drawing for my Art Foundation project.
Just practicing like light/shade/shadows etc etc.
“Very black swan of you, buttercup.” There are very few that she’d entertain in such a way. Very few, she’d bother her time with to gaze upon that looked like… Well, this.
“You know she like...died at the end?” Or something. Kat hadn’t been really paying that much attention when they’d watched the movie. One of the girls had put it on because it was supposedly ballet related. Mostly it was some girl going cray and Kat had zoned out after a while.
BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award, you are supposed to paste it in the ask of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing will happen, but it’s sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out. <3
Are you lost? I think you’re lost. Let me point you in the direction of some non-trash people. <3 Bless you, babe.
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“Okay, I didn’t pick this look.” Bunned hair and fake eyelashes with feathers? Not what she wears on a day to day basis. Actually ---she’s never worn fake eyelashes, at least not by choice. “It’s a costume.”
Strangers, starting out on a journey//Abigail&Kat
Abigail moved to get her suitcase so she could start unpacking things. Part of her wanted to just leave things this way, because unpacking meant admitting that she was going to be stuck here for most of the summer. She was still convinced that there was no need for her to be here, but she couldn´t risk being thrown out of the academy. That was the single reason she was here and putting on a smile.
Her eyes fell on the other girl, Kat, who was sitting on her bed, a stuffed bear in her lap. Oh great, Abigail thought, just barely refraining from rolling her eyes. Well at least she won´t get any ideas of cuddling with me, Abigail had never really been the type for that and she surely wasn´t going to start right now.
When Kat told her that she was allowed to dance, or hadn´t been forbidden to, Abigail found her stomach twisting, though she wouldn´t let it show. “Do you really think I would be here if they could forbid me to dance?” she then asked, shaking her head as she moved to unpack some more. “You´re not stupid, aren´t you? They you know that six weeks without training, just a day really, would throw me back so far that I had no chance to get back into the academy and be at the top of the class, where I belong,”
The seems reluctant to unpack her things, as if that means some kind of commitment, some permanence. While Kat held none of the same feelings, her stuff is only spread around her side of the room simply out of shear lack of cleanliness skills. They’d practically exploded out of her suitcase the moment she’d arrived, and the blonde will just collect them from the floor as she needs them. Growing up without actually living with parents had meant no one to tell her to fold her clothes, or clean her room. When it came to dorm inspections, it could all miraculously fit under the bed.
“Where you belong?” The words are echoed, slightly incredulous, but who is Kat to question them? The girl certainly has the attitude, the discipline to make it at the top. Six weeks off though? That she’s already done and hearing from Abigail that such a thing can be devastating to one’s career doesn’t help Kat any. It’s a factor in the reason that she’s here. She had taken a few months off - though not by choice. She’d been kicked out of her last school and decided that dancing just wasn’t for her. A decision that she’d come to regret. And it was on her way back into that life that she’d picked up...bad habits.
“They don’t have a studio,” She’s not sure if the other girl knows that already, if she’d had a chance to actually look around the place. “Just a gym, and it’s supervised.”