- You’re acutely conscientious of the length of your toe nails.
Years of needing to keep them at the perfect length week after week have made you wary about letting them grow like a normal human being might. - Your closet is a shrine to dance recitals past.
You know you’re never going to use any of these costumes again, but you don’t have the heart to get rid of them. So whenever you open your closet, you’re assaulted by tutus. Well, there are probably worse ways to go. - You also have a wide array of accessories ranging in usefulness.
Tiara? Check. Flower clip? Check. Flower crown? Heck yeah. Elephant ears? What, are you kidding? You’ve got it all, and it’s perfect for whenever you just need to be a princess. Or an elephant. Or - OR - an elephant princess. - You still find glitter in strange places.
The herpes of makeup: it’s been years, but you’ll never be entirely rid of it. - Ditto with bobby pins.
Everywhere. - You’re pretty skilled with hair and makeup.
...unfortunately, your skills are limited to buns and stage makeup which may not be entirely useful anymore. - You have all your old programs and ticket stubs.
...and you have them all arranged chronologically in an album. Or maybe just strewn about the house randomly. Either way.
- You still feel a fierce loyalty to your old dance studio.
Whether it’s since closed down, is halfway across the world, whatever issues it may have had, it was home, and you wouldn’t have gone anywhere else.
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