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@la-sorellis-askblog
Hello friends! My name is La Sorelli, and I am the lead ballerina for the Palais Garnier. I have made this blog to meet some interesting people in between my practises and shows.
I would quite enjoy it if you sent me asks, and I will get to all of them eventually! Unless they are unsavoury. In which I will not respond. It is wonderful to meet you all!
Eleonora Abbagnato, Former Étoile at the Paris Opera Ballet, retired in 2021.
Good morning Merry Christmas my love!
[Sorelli took Philippes hand and placed a kiss on his ring finger before handing over a box]
Merry Christmas, love.
[He smiles at the kiss and gently kisses her forehead, before looking down in surprise at the box.]
My! What is this?
Well, my darling, I suppose you'll have to open it to find out.
[She smiles wider and waits for him to open it. Inside were two matching bridle charms for his horses. One with Philippe engraved in cursive on the metal, the other with Sorelli.]
[His face lit up the moment he opened the little box.]
"Oh, my dear, it's wonderful," he said, looking at her with softened eyes. "Truly. I can't wait to use it."
[And he bent down to cup her jaw, tilt it up towards him, and kiss her again in gratitude.]
[She blushes slightly at the gentle tilt of her head, kissing back slowly and carefully. Her hands reach up to Philippes and she beams another smile]
We will be bringing our horses to the countryside, right? I sure hope so. I do love them dearly!
Good morning Merry Christmas my love!
[Sorelli took Philippes hand and placed a kiss on his ring finger before handing over a box]
Merry Christmas, love.
[He smiles at the kiss and gently kisses her forehead, before looking down in surprise at the box.]
My! What is this?
Well, my darling, I suppose you'll have to open it to find out.
[She smiles wider and waits for him to open it. Inside were two matching bridle charms for his horses. One with Philippe engraved in cursive on the metal, the other with Sorelli.]
It appears I have missed my anniversary of this blog! Excuse my tardiness. Happy birthday to my beloved blog! Even if it is over a month late. I hope everyone who has interacted here over this past year enjoys a lovely holiday season!
"My dear?"
Philippe was standing outside of Sorelli's dressing room, seeming a bit excited but also nervous, uncertain of what she will think. His palms were sweaty.
"I... have something to speak to you about."
— @comte-philippe-de-chagny
[Sorelli dropped the ribbon she was fiddling with and swivelled around to greet him excitedly]
Philippe! Yes yes, come in! What is it, dear? Oh you havent visited in a while.
Uh- water? Would you like some? You seem troubled, dear.
He waved a hand as he entered, taking off his hat with it. "No, no... I'm alright. I truly apologize for being... distant. I probably should have spoken to you sooner."
He hesitated, seeming a bit awkward as he stood there.
"You've... been well, I hope?"
[She went over to him and placed a kiss on his cheek, smiling]
I have been well, yes. Just... tired from the dances, we are learning a new play and it is quite taxing.
So, what is it you came to say?
He hesitated before sitting, pressing both hands together as he chose his words. "Well, you are aware of my current living situation since my return, yes? How I've been staying in the family home with Raoul and Christine? I'm sure you can imagine that it is a bit... well... awkward."
And that was putting it nicely.
Yes I... can imagine. With Christine's pregnancy and your brothers antics. And I suppose their constant love being on show.
[She chuckled and sat in front of Philippe]
What about it? If you've come to complain im all ears. Do tell me everything!
"Well..." he hesitated, his nerves carefully concealed other than his hesitation.
"I'm... planning on moving. Our family has quite the lovely place in a nearby countryside. It's... peaceful there. Though it is at least a few hours away."
[Sorellis face dropped suddenly and she blinked a few times. A few hours away...? He wouldnt be...]
Oh, well. I- suppose that is. Well. I uh.
[She felt her mouth go dry and she looked around her desk for some water. She didnt want to deter him from moving away!]
The countryside? I do hope that you will live quite... peacefully there.
[Her hands balled with the fabric of her skirt in them, she couldn't bear to make eye contact. He was leaving her again...]
He watched her closely as she reacted, and his heart pounded anxiously as he braced himself. He slowly stepped forward, hand reaching out to take her arm.
"Thank you," he says, voice sounding much calmer than he felt.
"But... that's not what I came here to speak to you about."
[She let him take her arm and took a deeper breath to calm her nerves.]
Ah, its not?
[Sorelli leaned forward and her hand reached to squeeze his. What could he be on about, keeping her on edge like this!]
"No... well, not... exactly."
Very gently, he tips her head towards him, a finger on her chin. His eyes soften, and he seems nervous, but determined.
"I... have a delicate request. And please don't feel pressured to accept. But..."
He trailed off, his hand staying underneath her chin as he gathered his courage.
[Sorelli's eyes locked with his and her breath hitched. A delicate request? What was it? She saw his eyes soften and her heart fluttered. Perhaps it would still turn out okay.]
Please, do go on, love...
He exhaled nervously, steeling himself. This was it. What he'd been agonizing over for months now, and finally come too a decision with.
"My dear," he began, gripping both her hands tightly. "I was hoping you could move in with me."
He didn't break their gaze at all, as he continued, "I understand you have responsibilities here, and it may interfere with your life here at the Opera if you were to come with, but..."
[Her mouth cracked open slightly and her gaze darted between his eyes. Move in with him? To the countryside, hours away from the city.]
[She tried to start a sentence but words escaped her. She wasnt expecting this. Her breath hitched a few times before turning into laughter.]
Yes of course! Yes! One hundred times yes!
[It would certainly impact on her dancing, the opera, her responsibilties. But she had been dancing for quite some time, perhaps she was due for a lovely break away from everyone. And the countryside with Philippe sounded absolutely stunning]
[She jumped out of her seat to kiss him quickly]
He stepped back in surprise at the kiss, eyes wide before they fell shut, and he kissed her back with just as much excitement and fervor.
He was positively beaming with happiness. She had said yes! She had actually said yes!!
He cupped her head with both hands, deepening the kiss.
[Sorelli positively melted into the kiss, fluttering her eyes open and shut as she couldnt decide between looking at her love, or focusing on the feeling. After the two parted she looked up at him excitedly.]
When will we be moving? Goodness what should I bring? Everything? And what of the horses! What of my dance!
[Her hands fell to rest on his chest and she put her cheek over his heart]
Quite a lot to think about now haha!
"My dear?"
Philippe was standing outside of Sorelli's dressing room, seeming a bit excited but also nervous, uncertain of what she will think. His palms were sweaty.
"I... have something to speak to you about."
— @comte-philippe-de-chagny
[Sorelli dropped the ribbon she was fiddling with and swivelled around to greet him excitedly]
Philippe! Yes yes, come in! What is it, dear? Oh you havent visited in a while.
Uh- water? Would you like some? You seem troubled, dear.
He waved a hand as he entered, taking off his hat with it. "No, no... I'm alright. I truly apologize for being... distant. I probably should have spoken to you sooner."
He hesitated, seeming a bit awkward as he stood there.
"You've... been well, I hope?"
[She went over to him and placed a kiss on his cheek, smiling]
I have been well, yes. Just... tired from the dances, we are learning a new play and it is quite taxing.
So, what is it you came to say?
He hesitated before sitting, pressing both hands together as he chose his words. "Well, you are aware of my current living situation since my return, yes? How I've been staying in the family home with Raoul and Christine? I'm sure you can imagine that it is a bit... well... awkward."
And that was putting it nicely.
Yes I... can imagine. With Christine's pregnancy and your brothers antics. And I suppose their constant love being on show.
[She chuckled and sat in front of Philippe]
What about it? If you've come to complain im all ears. Do tell me everything!
"Well..." he hesitated, his nerves carefully concealed other than his hesitation.
"I'm... planning on moving. Our family has quite the lovely place in a nearby countryside. It's... peaceful there. Though it is at least a few hours away."
[Sorellis face dropped suddenly and she blinked a few times. A few hours away...? He wouldnt be...]
Oh, well. I- suppose that is. Well. I uh.
[She felt her mouth go dry and she looked around her desk for some water. She didnt want to deter him from moving away!]
The countryside? I do hope that you will live quite... peacefully there.
[Her hands balled with the fabric of her skirt in them, she couldn't bear to make eye contact. He was leaving her again...]
He watched her closely as she reacted, and his heart pounded anxiously as he braced himself. He slowly stepped forward, hand reaching out to take her arm.
"Thank you," he says, voice sounding much calmer than he felt.
"But... that's not what I came here to speak to you about."
[She let him take her arm and took a deeper breath to calm her nerves.]
Ah, its not?
[Sorelli leaned forward and her hand reached to squeeze his. What could he be on about, keeping her on edge like this!]
"No... well, not... exactly."
Very gently, he tips her head towards him, a finger on her chin. His eyes soften, and he seems nervous, but determined.
"I... have a delicate request. And please don't feel pressured to accept. But..."
He trailed off, his hand staying underneath her chin as he gathered his courage.
[Sorelli's eyes locked with his and her breath hitched. A delicate request? What was it? She saw his eyes soften and her heart fluttered. Perhaps it would still turn out okay.]
Please, do go on, love...
He exhaled nervously, steeling himself. This was it. What he'd been agonizing over for months now, and finally come too a decision with.
"My dear," he began, gripping both her hands tightly. "I was hoping you could move in with me."
He didn't break their gaze at all, as he continued, "I understand you have responsibilities here, and it may interfere with your life here at the Opera if you were to come with, but..."
[Her mouth cracked open slightly and her gaze darted between his eyes. Move in with him? To the countryside, hours away from the city.]
[She tried to start a sentence but words escaped her. She wasnt expecting this. Her breath hitched a few times before turning into laughter.]
Yes of course! Yes! One hundred times yes!
[It would certainly impact on her dancing, the opera, her responsibilties. But she had been dancing for quite some time, perhaps she was due for a lovely break away from everyone. And the countryside with Philippe sounded absolutely stunning]
[She jumped out of her seat to kiss him quickly]
"My dear?"
Philippe was standing outside of Sorelli's dressing room, seeming a bit excited but also nervous, uncertain of what she will think. His palms were sweaty.
"I... have something to speak to you about."
— @comte-philippe-de-chagny
[Sorelli dropped the ribbon she was fiddling with and swivelled around to greet him excitedly]
Philippe! Yes yes, come in! What is it, dear? Oh you havent visited in a while.
Uh- water? Would you like some? You seem troubled, dear.
He waved a hand as he entered, taking off his hat with it. "No, no... I'm alright. I truly apologize for being... distant. I probably should have spoken to you sooner."
He hesitated, seeming a bit awkward as he stood there.
"You've... been well, I hope?"
[She went over to him and placed a kiss on his cheek, smiling]
I have been well, yes. Just... tired from the dances, we are learning a new play and it is quite taxing.
So, what is it you came to say?
He hesitated before sitting, pressing both hands together as he chose his words. "Well, you are aware of my current living situation since my return, yes? How I've been staying in the family home with Raoul and Christine? I'm sure you can imagine that it is a bit... well... awkward."
And that was putting it nicely.
Yes I... can imagine. With Christine's pregnancy and your brothers antics. And I suppose their constant love being on show.
[She chuckled and sat in front of Philippe]
What about it? If you've come to complain im all ears. Do tell me everything!
"Well..." he hesitated, his nerves carefully concealed other than his hesitation.
"I'm... planning on moving. Our family has quite the lovely place in a nearby countryside. It's... peaceful there. Though it is at least a few hours away."
[Sorellis face dropped suddenly and she blinked a few times. A few hours away...? He wouldnt be...]
Oh, well. I- suppose that is. Well. I uh.
[She felt her mouth go dry and she looked around her desk for some water. She didnt want to deter him from moving away!]
The countryside? I do hope that you will live quite... peacefully there.
[Her hands balled with the fabric of her skirt in them, she couldn't bear to make eye contact. He was leaving her again...]
He watched her closely as she reacted, and his heart pounded anxiously as he braced himself. He slowly stepped forward, hand reaching out to take her arm.
"Thank you," he says, voice sounding much calmer than he felt.
"But... that's not what I came here to speak to you about."
[She let him take her arm and took a deeper breath to calm her nerves.]
Ah, its not?
[Sorelli leaned forward and her hand reached to squeeze his. What could he be on about, keeping her on edge like this!]
"No... well, not... exactly."
Very gently, he tips her head towards him, a finger on her chin. His eyes soften, and he seems nervous, but determined.
"I... have a delicate request. And please don't feel pressured to accept. But..."
He trailed off, his hand staying underneath her chin as he gathered his courage.
[Sorelli's eyes locked with his and her breath hitched. A delicate request? What was it? She saw his eyes soften and her heart fluttered. Perhaps it would still turn out okay.]
Please, do go on, love...
"My dear?"
Philippe was standing outside of Sorelli's dressing room, seeming a bit excited but also nervous, uncertain of what she will think. His palms were sweaty.
"I... have something to speak to you about."
— @comte-philippe-de-chagny
[Sorelli dropped the ribbon she was fiddling with and swivelled around to greet him excitedly]
Philippe! Yes yes, come in! What is it, dear? Oh you havent visited in a while.
Uh- water? Would you like some? You seem troubled, dear.
He waved a hand as he entered, taking off his hat with it. "No, no... I'm alright. I truly apologize for being... distant. I probably should have spoken to you sooner."
He hesitated, seeming a bit awkward as he stood there.
"You've... been well, I hope?"
[She went over to him and placed a kiss on his cheek, smiling]
I have been well, yes. Just... tired from the dances, we are learning a new play and it is quite taxing.
So, what is it you came to say?
He hesitated before sitting, pressing both hands together as he chose his words. "Well, you are aware of my current living situation since my return, yes? How I've been staying in the family home with Raoul and Christine? I'm sure you can imagine that it is a bit... well... awkward."
And that was putting it nicely.
Yes I... can imagine. With Christine's pregnancy and your brothers antics. And I suppose their constant love being on show.
[She chuckled and sat in front of Philippe]
What about it? If you've come to complain im all ears. Do tell me everything!
"Well..." he hesitated, his nerves carefully concealed other than his hesitation.
"I'm... planning on moving. Our family has quite the lovely place in a nearby countryside. It's... peaceful there. Though it is at least a few hours away."
[Sorellis face dropped suddenly and she blinked a few times. A few hours away...? He wouldnt be...]
Oh, well. I- suppose that is. Well. I uh.
[She felt her mouth go dry and she looked around her desk for some water. She didnt want to deter him from moving away!]
The countryside? I do hope that you will live quite... peacefully there.
[Her hands balled with the fabric of her skirt in them, she couldn't bear to make eye contact. He was leaving her again...]
He watched her closely as she reacted, and his heart pounded anxiously as he braced himself. He slowly stepped forward, hand reaching out to take her arm.
"Thank you," he says, voice sounding much calmer than he felt.
"But... that's not what I came here to speak to you about."
[She let him take her arm and took a deeper breath to calm her nerves.]
Ah, its not?
[Sorelli leaned forward and her hand reached to squeeze his. What could he be on about, keeping her on edge like this!]
"My dear?"
Philippe was standing outside of Sorelli's dressing room, seeming a bit excited but also nervous, uncertain of what she will think. His palms were sweaty.
"I... have something to speak to you about."
— @comte-philippe-de-chagny
[Sorelli dropped the ribbon she was fiddling with and swivelled around to greet him excitedly]
Philippe! Yes yes, come in! What is it, dear? Oh you havent visited in a while.
Uh- water? Would you like some? You seem troubled, dear.
He waved a hand as he entered, taking off his hat with it. "No, no... I'm alright. I truly apologize for being... distant. I probably should have spoken to you sooner."
He hesitated, seeming a bit awkward as he stood there.
"You've... been well, I hope?"
[She went over to him and placed a kiss on his cheek, smiling]
I have been well, yes. Just... tired from the dances, we are learning a new play and it is quite taxing.
So, what is it you came to say?
He hesitated before sitting, pressing both hands together as he chose his words. "Well, you are aware of my current living situation since my return, yes? How I've been staying in the family home with Raoul and Christine? I'm sure you can imagine that it is a bit... well... awkward."
And that was putting it nicely.
Yes I... can imagine. With Christine's pregnancy and your brothers antics. And I suppose their constant love being on show.
[She chuckled and sat in front of Philippe]
What about it? If you've come to complain im all ears. Do tell me everything!
"Well..." he hesitated, his nerves carefully concealed other than his hesitation.
"I'm... planning on moving. Our family has quite the lovely place in a nearby countryside. It's... peaceful there. Though it is at least a few hours away."
[Sorellis face dropped suddenly and she blinked a few times. A few hours away...? He wouldnt be...]
Oh, well. I- suppose that is. Well. I uh.
[She felt her mouth go dry and she looked around her desk for some water. She didnt want to deter him from moving away!]
The countryside? I do hope that you will live quite... peacefully there.
[Her hands balled with the fabric of her skirt in them, she couldn't bear to make eye contact. He was leaving her again...]
"My dear?"
Philippe was standing outside of Sorelli's dressing room, seeming a bit excited but also nervous, uncertain of what she will think. His palms were sweaty.
"I... have something to speak to you about."
— @comte-philippe-de-chagny
[Sorelli dropped the ribbon she was fiddling with and swivelled around to greet him excitedly]
Philippe! Yes yes, come in! What is it, dear? Oh you havent visited in a while.
Uh- water? Would you like some? You seem troubled, dear.
He waved a hand as he entered, taking off his hat with it. "No, no... I'm alright. I truly apologize for being... distant. I probably should have spoken to you sooner."
He hesitated, seeming a bit awkward as he stood there.
"You've... been well, I hope?"
[She went over to him and placed a kiss on his cheek, smiling]
I have been well, yes. Just... tired from the dances, we are learning a new play and it is quite taxing.
So, what is it you came to say?
He hesitated before sitting, pressing both hands together as he chose his words. "Well, you are aware of my current living situation since my return, yes? How I've been staying in the family home with Raoul and Christine? I'm sure you can imagine that it is a bit... well... awkward."
And that was putting it nicely.
Yes I... can imagine. With Christine's pregnancy and your brothers antics. And I suppose their constant love being on show.
[She chuckled and sat in front of Philippe]
What about it? If you've come to complain im all ears. Do tell me everything!
"My dear?"
Philippe was standing outside of Sorelli's dressing room, seeming a bit excited but also nervous, uncertain of what she will think. His palms were sweaty.
"I... have something to speak to you about."
— @comte-philippe-de-chagny
[Sorelli dropped the ribbon she was fiddling with and swivelled around to greet him excitedly]
Philippe! Yes yes, come in! What is it, dear? Oh you havent visited in a while.
Uh- water? Would you like some? You seem troubled, dear.
He waved a hand as he entered, taking off his hat with it. "No, no... I'm alright. I truly apologize for being... distant. I probably should have spoken to you sooner."
He hesitated, seeming a bit awkward as he stood there.
"You've... been well, I hope?"
[She went over to him and placed a kiss on his cheek, smiling]
I have been well, yes. Just... tired from the dances, we are learning a new play and it is quite taxing.
So, what is it you came to say?
"My dear?"
Philippe was standing outside of Sorelli's dressing room, seeming a bit excited but also nervous, uncertain of what she will think. His palms were sweaty.
"I... have something to speak to you about."
— @comte-philippe-de-chagny
[Sorelli dropped the ribbon she was fiddling with and swivelled around to greet him excitedly]
Philippe! Yes yes, come in! What is it, dear? Oh you havent visited in a while.
Uh- water? Would you like some? You seem troubled, dear.
Hello, ma cherie! a carrot!
a carrot given to your hands, peeled and boiled
A... carrot? Well. I suppose I shouldnt say no to free food.
[Sorelli shrugs and takes the carrot, biting into it]
Thank you
Hello ! Truth or dare ?
Hello! Hm ... I pick dare
Well, I heard that the most talented of dancers could balance a glass of water on the side of their foot. Of course, I’ll never be able to do this, but maybe you…
Well, I could certainly try!
[Sorelli got a glass of water and managed to sit it on the side of her foot with a smile]
How do you feel about swans ?
Oh I do love swans, the faces, the feathers, the beak, the feet, the wings! Simply beautiful. Can be aggressive though. Never cross a swan.
I'VE GOT YOUR PICTURE!!! I'M COMING WITH YOU!! DEAR MARIA, COUNT ME IN!!!! 🗣️🗣️🗣️
Ah... my name is not Maria but... thank you? I think? Is that a thank you...
...interesting.
