shows six and seven

Show six was for six-hundred people inside a huge ten ( think the miami tabernacle ). We repented of praying for our white christmas after the temperatures dropped to minus two in the daytime, which meant it was somewhere near 4 degrees inside the tent. Its the oddest feeling to have your face burning with sweat and your toes still numb with cold. A Romans 8:28 though ( gosh im getting good at this ) was that pointe work couldn't be felt at all, big smiles through the ballet. Three hours after the first show ended we were supposed to be on stage performing again, so rush, pack and on to the theater which thankfully, was of more humane temperatures. I would like to apologize for any strange faces you may come across in this photo collection, apparently a smile doesn't always hide what your neurotransmitters are trying to relay