I discovered another reason to love the barre. On Saturday night I was out at MONA FOMA seeing the inestimable PJ Harvey. I was, unfortunately, stuck behind a ridiculously tall man. (
What person that tall stands that close to the front, I ask you?) But because of all the high heels and kitten heels workouts I've been doing it was really a breeze to spend most of the gig standing on Posh Spice height imaginary heels. Hurrah for Barrecode!
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