Wardrobe Malfunction

My baby bumble bee

Sydney had her first ballet recital this weekend. It was very sweet, and quite the production!

Little did I know last September when I signed her up for dance classes that I happened to pick the most high-falootin’ dance place in town.

These people take their dance SERIOUS.

Case in point: for the recital, Sydney needed to wear red lipstick, red blush (the info sheet literally said “no cool tones” under what type of blush to wear), Capezio Pink Footed Supplex Tights (shhh…we bought Target brand), no bangs, low bun (impossible with a bob by the way!), etc. etc. etc.

In fact, the newsletter regarding the recital was 3 pages single-spaced, double-sided and chock full of information and must do’s.

The recital To-Do list

I think I should be proud that we simply showed up dressed, on-time, without anything spilled on Sydney’s bumble bee costume.

I did gloss over the instructions regarding pinning the bumble bee antennae head band to her head. I just thought the head band would stay on, what with the massive amounts of hair spray and gel I’d use to get her bangs off her face.

The head band made it through the dress rehearsal (8 a.m. natch!) with flying colors, but fell off half-way during her Saturday matinee performance. Sydney struggled mightily to hold it on her head. What a trooper! But I felt so bad for my little bumble bee with her downed antennae.

Wouldn’t you know that the *1 thing* I didn’t do in the list of 8,063 things to do for the recital is the *1 thing* that came back to haunt me?

As an extra bonus, my mother-in-law was in town for the recital. She turned to me and said, “Maybe tomorrow you should pin her headband to her head.”

Why, thank you! So helpful.

For the second recital on Sunday, I ended up using about 22 bobby pins for the stupid head band. You couldn’t see Sydney’s head because she looked like a science experiment with all those pins sticking out–but that head band didn’t move!