{places: at the ballet, saint petersburg, russia}

“At the ballet, you really feel like you’re in the presence of something outside the rest of your life. Higher than the rest of your life. “

. . . there are some things that are so heartbreakingly beautiful, they cause one’s breath to catch — the sad and longing strains of an opera, the moon on a midsummer’s night, the rose gardens after a rainfall, and of course, the ballet . . .

{p.s.} also new today: lovely little glimpses

{a cashmere affair, the yakobson dance studio in saint petersburg, russia, featuring local ballerinas for j.crew [here & here] via the terrier and the lobster}