So… I title this piece “Capybara Ballerina” or “Capybara On Pointe” or maybe “Capyballerina”. Take your pick.
This is the “artwork” that happens when my husband is out of town and I find myself marathoning episodes of Breaking Pointe while housing an entire box of gluten-free mac & cheese. Have you watched that show? Ballet is dramatic. For reals.
You’re probably thinking ” Whoa, G! This isn’t a recipe!”
Unless we acknowledge the fact that a capybara in pointe shoes is a total recipe for disaster. They just aren’t built for that sort of thing (the capybara and I have this in common). Still… these are the kinds of things that flood my brain.
I only foresee things getting a little bit weirder… #SendHelp.
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So, we’re marathoning Breaking Pointe, too. I try to put my leg behind my head at least once during every episode, without fail. Ballerinas, man. We have such a love-hate relationship.
It’s all fun and games until you dislocate a hip.