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London Day

shoes, shells and a show. I realised an elegant, older woman was waiting patiently behind me while I took a sweep of this lovely satin palette of skin tones. She said when she had been brought here for her first ballet shoes, that they were all the same colour unless you had a very important role - in which case they would by dyed for you. Then she went in, so clearly still dancing. A snail climbing high on the railings at Lincoln’s Inn Fields and a favourite scallop doorway in Covent Garden. Then my first time in the ROH for the remarkable song, costumes and sets of Damiano Michieletto’s Carmen.


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