Like a lot of other girls, I wanted to be a ballerina when I was little. I used to stand on my toes, convinced it was preparing me for my future career as a dancer. But, as fate (and build) would have it, I didn’t become a ballerina. In 2008 my dear friend and former ballerina, Caryn, took me to my first ballet to see the American Ballet Theatre. I was in love. Watching the white tutus twirl on stage was like a dream come true (cheesy I know, but I was excited).
Since then, we’ve seen several other ballets and each time I’m moved by the beauty of the dance and am completely taken in for the entire performance. This week, Caryn was offered free tickets to see the National Ballet of Cuba 4 hours before the show and we couldn’t resist. We changed our evening plans, finished work, slipped into black cocktail dresses and headed to the ballet.
One of the many great things about Costa Mesa is that it’s home to the Segerstrom Center for the Arts (formerly the Orange County Performing Arts Center) so the drive only takes 10 minutes from my house. And now that she and Jeff are members at “the club,” valet parking was free. We had floor seats with a center view of the stage. The Pacific Symphony was playing and we saw vignettes of seven classic ballets.
*insert glass of Champagne at intermission
It was a wonderful evening and I was still home by 10.