So I thought I’d tribute my first post to a little ‘when I was younger’ expose, although if I really think about it, I’m still young so it’s more of an about me…anyway, onward.

I’ve been told that I used to talk in a New York accent, which I take as a sure fire sign that I have always been destined to live in the city. Watching the Olympics growing up, I would always stand in front of the t.v. and pretend I was one of the ice skaters or gymnasts and mirror everything that they did. I fall a lot, trip over air, I’m just incredibly clumsy. Grace is not my forte. Except when I dance. That is when I can truly fool everyone who watches me. I know most people say “Dance isn’t what I do, it’s who I am,” but it really is who I am. Being on stage is my biggest passion. As long as I can dance or sing, I will be happy. I let my mind get lost in the pages of books which has given me quite the imagination. I admit to being a constant daydreamer, my mind is always somewhere else, constantly falling down the rabbit hole. Through the Looking Glass is my favorite book, I’ve read it countless times. Wuthering Heights is in a close second. I love romance, though my heart is fully guarded. I focus on my dance and I am happy with that. My ipod is constantly on, Oh Honey and Bastille the main culprits at the moment but my playlists are forever changing. I always wanted a horse. I’ve never actually been on one but I want one. I also want a pet penguin…reasons for that are unknown but I love them. My brothers and sisters mean the world to me. The Goonies is my all time favorite movie. Dorothy has always been my dream role. Center Stage is the movie that made me sure that I wanted to become a dancer and move to NYC. Oh! London! Aside from NYC, there is not a place I’d like to go more. Everything about it fascinates me to no end. Though traveling the world is something I dream of doing, if I can only choose one, I’d make sure that it was London. This rambling here is not surpassing what whoever is taking the time to read this can muster up, but here’s a look inside of me. If only slight.