That’s me with my middle sister, both of us dressed for dancing bharata natyam. I look tall for once! My attempts at classical Indian dance were very short-lived (my god, you should’ve heard me complain about practicing!), so this must have been when I was around 12-13?
We must have been getting reading for a performance; this photo will likely be the most make-up you will ever see on my face. I do love dancing, but no one will ever call me a dancer. Mirna went on to actually be very skilled at it (she’s never been afraid of hard work, but also actually possesses natural grace and rhythm which I am sadly lacking). We tried Kavi in both ballet and bharata natyam, but sadly, she didn’t really take to either. Ah well!