I was reading Rae Ann’s blog yesterday and she had a post about her daughter in dance costumes. Seeing those, just took me back. In fact, it did so much that I decided to pull out the old photo albums and scan pictures.
I started dancing at age 3 or 4. I went to Tracy Dee’s Dance Studio and loved it. My Dad was a freelance photographer at the time, so he took the pics for the studio and as you’ll see he took pics at our recitals. This is just an assortment of pictures I have. For some reason, I can’t find the pictures from my older years in dancing.
I adore this picture!
Waiting to go on stage
Let’s Go Fly a Kite
What’s up with the hair in the back sticking up? Did my Grandmother not know how to wet that down? Geez…
Gotta luv the tutu!
I loved being upfront and center, between 2 boys. 🙂
Tap
Tap
This was for Pac Man.
Not sure what’s up with the cow lick.
Ragedy Ann
This cracks me up. Rolling her eyes and my Dad.
This girl was older than me, but I remember thinking how beautiful she was. Her mom did her makeup so nicely. I was so jealous!
Poo Bear?
This is my dance teacher off stage doing the steps in case anyone forgets.