I am in love with the Opera Garnier, from whence this photo comes. Next time I come to Paris, I will own an appropriate dress for opera- or ballet-going. And opera glasses. They will be in my bag trying to determine how to find the lake beneath the theatre at intermission. Until then, I fully intend to crawl quietly into this picture and stay there for as long as possible.
For getting your Garnier on, stare at performance snippets and check out the season's offerings here, take a virtual tour of the Opera Garnier here, or watch the trailer for La Danse here. Twirl, glow.
{Photo, Moi}
5 maids a-milking:
twirl, glow indeed. did you perchance do little pirouettes as you made your way home in the paris night? did you dream of chagall's flying cows and fiddlers, brides dancing above the rooftops?
xo!
So beautiful.
I once went there as a teenager (very inapproprately dressed). I have no memory of the performance, but Chagall's creatures still dance in my dreams. (On good nights.)
Ah. Yearn. My daughter danced. She twirled. She ported her bras...
Those are so beautiful!
gorgeous.
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