Like many of you, I’ve had the urge to dress up in all the fun and exciting clothing that cis women get to enjoy ever since I was a child. Lovely pink dresses, satin ribbons, and the cutesiest hairbands. These were all things I wished that I’d had the chance to experience as a young girl. But more than anything, the one thing I wanted most of all was the chance to experience ballet.
I remember being silently distraught at the fact that as a boy I would never get the chance to dress up as a lovely ballerina and learn the movements to grace the dance floor. I watched with envy as other girls got ready for ballet lessons after school, knowing that I’d never be allowed to join their class (for me, not even as a boy dancer.) As a child, I was found out several times by my parents, and was severely scolded for it enough to know that I needed to hide this side of me. All I could do is admire from a distance and dream that one day I could wear a tutu and become a graceful ballerina.
When I finally allowed myself to explore my femininity more fully, I thought back to that lost opportunity. Then I realized it was not lost at all, and that I could become that vision of grace and beauty! After months in lockdown there appeared one silver lining. I found an opportunity to buy dance clothes and finally learn ballet myself!
I bought all the items needed to become a ballerina: pink ballet tights from Capezio, ballet shoes, a black leotard, and of course a tutu! When the bag full of goodies arrived from DiscountDance.com my heart skipped a beat knowing that finally, after all these years, I would get to live my dream as Michaela, the Prima Ballerina. There was the obligatory preparation – a warm bath and a close shave, makeup, and hair. With great anticipation, I opened the bag like the children opening the presents in the Nutcracker and was so extremely excited to see the dreams laid out on my bed in front of me!
One by one, my ballet dreams took shape: first the pink ballet tights rolling up my legs, then the leotard hugging my figure, and finally that pretty pink tutu that flared out as I put it on. Completing my look with a pair of ballet shoes, I made a point to not look in the mirror until I was ready.
There she was-Michaela, the prima ballerina! My eyes swelled with emotion as I came to realize that even as a fully grown adult childhood dreams can come true! I hope everyone can fully realize their dreams, and that you can live your dreams no matter how old you may think you might be.