Destiny

We went to the ballet on Saturday. (Not this one, I just liked the iamge.) Ballet West has a new artistic director, Adam Sklute, who is fabulous and doing great things with the company. We saw five different pieces, three of which were choreographed by company members. The last piece was done by some up and coming artist whose name escapes me. I really liked the movement, found the music a little lacking, but the most memorable thing was the costumes. The girls wore no tights, just pointe shoes and a super cool leotard. The men wore a mesh-like tank with spandex.

So, the no tight thing with the girls. I don't know if it was the lighting or what, but ALL of them were fleshy. Not Lizza fleshy obviously, but still jiggly and some even had the slightest hint of cellulite. I was SHOCKED! Can you think of another group of women who are skinnier, more flexible and more athletic-especially in their legs? I can't. And every single one jiggled and had just the tiniest bit to pinch. So here's the moral ladies, we are destined to be fleshy. It's in our blood. Those photoshoped swim suit issues are FAKE. No matter how hard you work out or how healthy you eat, your body wants to be fleshy. The whole experience was kind of relieving, actually. I'm so not worried anymore. I'll be resurrected one day anyways. So let's go back to the time when a little meat was super attractive. I'm not saying let yourself go and gain 100 pounds, but if you think you have "those last 10 pounds" to loose, just let it go. 'Cuz man, they shouldn't go anywhere.