#Tap Dance Classes NYC

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Ways To Choose The Top Musical Theater For Your Child

Parents must be aware of their children's interests when deciding their future. It is never appropriate to judge your child's dreams. Instead, you should always find out what fascinates them and provide them with things that will help them reach their goals in life. The musical theater school NYC you choose should be liked by your child. Here mentioned are the ways to select the top musical theater for your child:

Age relevant programs:

Start by looking for tap classes NYC programs catered to your child's age range. Since children's needs and abilities can differ greatly, theater programs frequently target certain age groups. Little ones could benefit from beginning sessions emphasizing storytelling and play, while older kids might be prepared for more performance-based and formal acting training. To maintain your child's interest and challenge, ensure your chosen class is age-appropriate.

Consider cost and value:

The tap dance classes NYC value and cost should be carefully considered. Make sure you read the academy's policies and financial agreement when looking into programs and acting lessons so you know when payments are due and can prevent any further fees. Fees and tuition vary based on several factors. A payment plan agreement frequently exists to give you and the children's theater academy precise expectations regarding the due dates for tuition and fees.

Qualified and experienced instructors:

Choose acting courses taught by knowledgeable and experienced teachers. A qualified tap instructor can greatly impact your child's educational journey. Examine the instructor's qualifications, including their history in teaching, theater, and dealing with kids. To ensure the instructor is well-regarded, check reviews or get referrals from other parents.

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These are a few basic suggestions for selecting the ideal theater classes for NYC kids. Finding the correct one and expanding their expertise in extracurricular activities and education will be easier by considering all of these aspects.

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Since people liked this post, I am back to ranking how well I think the Sinnoh League members could dance:

13. Crasher Wake

My dude has two left feet. He has no sense of rhythm, none at all. He tries to do complicated dance moves and falls on his ass at least once.

12. Bertha

This is mostly an age thing. If Bertha was say, 30 years younger, I'm sure she could probably be a better dancer than half the people on this list. She's higher than Crasher Wake because she doesn't fall on her ass.

11. Cynthia

I think she's really clumsy. She could pick up and understand dance moves and has an okay sense of rhythm, but it would take a while.

10. Byron

This is another case where if Byron was younger, I feel like he would absolutely be able to bust it out on the dance floor. But alas, he is over 40. He gets bonus points because he has better rhythm than Cynthia, but picks up and understands dance moves at the same rate as she does.

9. Volkner

He can dance. He just doesn't want to.

8. Lucian

This might be controversial, but I think Lucian could be a good dancer - but more of a ballroom style, of dancing. He's actually quite good at ballroom dancing, and the reason why he isn't any higher is because he's absolutely garbage at any other style.

7. Roark

So you might be noticing a pattern, in which I have the younger Sinnoh League members in the top 7. Because I think the younger league members would be good dancers. However Roark is the worst of the lot. But I do think he'd be a fairly decent dancer if he got training for it. Things like hip-hop or contemporary. Don't ask him to do a lyrical routine because he will punch you in the face.

6. Maylene

I am keeping in mind the stature of the league members. I think Maylene would do exceptionally well not only because of her size, because she already expresses her body through movement, and I think dance would be hella therapeutic for her considering her dad's a gambling addict.

5. Gardenia

She gives me ballerina vibes. Vibes of someone who's mother forced them to do ballet at age three and when Gardenia turned ten she stopped when she went on her Pokemon journey but seven years of ballet just don't go away. Sometimes she likes dancing in her gardens.

4. Fantina

If Fantina was twenty years younger she would have everyone in this list beat and it wouldn't be even close. I think it would make sense that Fantina was trained in the arts. She is a performer, above all.

3. Flint

Unlike his singing abilities, I think Flint could absolutely be a great dancer. He even looks like one. He could break it down on the dance floor, would make others try to dance with him (cough, cough Volkner) and is the ultimate hype man. I sorta HC that there were a lot of street performers in Sunyshore (the break dancers you see in NYC, and maybe he learned from there. It could explain why Volkner would know a thing or two about dancing too).

2. Candice

Always second best, when it comes to singing and dancing, I believe. She, like Gardenia, also gives off learning dance at age three vibes except she is totally in practice and continues to go to dance class once a week, as a hobby. She looks like someone who would enjoy tap and jazz. She likes the sound of the clicking of the tap shoes the most, and she enjoys swing dances that you'd see in the 40s.

Aaron

I know this is controversial, but hear. me. out.

This boy has the body of a dancer, flat-out. He has the best physique for a male dancer. It also helps that his mother used to be a dancer. So Aaron's mom put him in a dance class, when he just learned to walk, thinking that he would be into hip-hop or something else usually for boys. But no. While being good at all types of dance, Aaron shines in lyrical routines, like his mom :) I HC that he's a very sensitive person, and I think the emotional ballads of a lyrical routine would fit his character very well. His love for dance only grew once he saw how graceful and beautiful his bug-Pokemon moved, and wants to be just as perfect as them. On days off from the league when he's not in Eterna Forest, Aaron could be found in the basement of the Sinnoh League, and would dance for hours.

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An Evans Fandom question to consider: could a lack of any movement on the "untitled Gene Kelly project" be due to Hollywood currently riding the Fred Astaire appreciation train?

It could also be that no one knows that Chris really dances. It’s known that Jamie Bell and Tom Holland are both professionally trained dancers. Actually, did Chris train professionally or was his training mostly just him tap dancing in his mom’s basement? I’ve seen him bring that up a few times but no mention of anything else that I can think of.

It's mostly the childhood lessons from his mom combined with whatever dance he did in theater while in school. During Lobby Hero, he did have a weekly private tap class with a teacher in NYC. That was reported in the NYTimes Magazine interview. Perhaps he continued that after 2018, but we don't know.

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Not everyone can say they’ve been to the Big Apple, but  [JACKIE ROBERTS], a [28] year-old [FEMALE] has lived in [MANHATTAN] for [HER WHOLE LIFE]. This is the city of dreams and [ SHE/HER ] knows it, because they came to NYC to be a/n [CHOREOGRAPHER]. Living in the city means they meet all kinds of people, but everyone always seems to think they look like [MADELAINE PETSCH]. They even got away with free cab fare once because of  it

Her story… Since Jackie was young she radiated joy and compassion, doing anything she could to put a smile on someone’s face. Being able to do something as simple as that would always bring her endless amounts of joy. In her eyes she felt like everyone deserved a chance to be reminded of their traits that may just be overlooked. This lead to her being able to make friends or to charm just about anyone she meets.

As she got older not only was she kind and charming, she became quite adventurous. She was curious about the world and the people around her. This lead to Jackie going to quite a few parties and not making the best decisions or mixing with the best people. Some weekends she would go anywhere she could just to have a good time and forget any responsibilities she had. Luckily enough her parents never found out about this. Jackie felt like they didn’t need to worry about their perfect daughter breaking a few rules. They had enough on their plate and she loved being the apple of their eyes.

Apart from always wanting to have fun one thing that always brought her back to earth was dancing. She performed in shows, took part in pageants when she was younger and even got to the point where she would teach dance classes at a local dance studio. Jackie had done everything from  jazz, tap, ballet, hip hop, lyrical, and even dipped her toe in break dancing just name a type of dance and she has probably done it. It all started when she was four years old when her parents signed her up for ballet classes eafter she was positive she wanted to become a ballerina.

  Jackie has a family who had a passion for performing on her mothers and fathers side. Her mother side full of actors and actresses on Broadway and the screen, her fathers family running a theatre for three generations in New York City.  So when it came to going to college she knew she wanted to study dance. Even getting accepted into her dream school, Juilliard.

While she was in school she discovered her passion for choreography and teaching. Taking any chance she could to get the experience that she needed, any chance to make more of a name for herself. She'd teach classes, upload videos just to get herself out there, she started to gain quite a following. When she finally graduated she got several opportunities to choreograph concerts, shows or even music videos for several artists or bands.

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Fun and Growth: Top Dance Classes for Teenage Beginners in NYC

Are you looking for the perfect way to introduce your teen to the world of dance? Look no further! The vibrant and dynamic New York dance school scene offers a plethora of opportunities for teenage beginners. In this blog, we'll explore why dance classes are an excellent choice for teens and how they can embark on this exciting journey with confidence and enthusiasm.

Why Dance Classes for Teenage Beginners?

Building Confidence and Self-Esteem

Dance is more than just movement; it's a form of self-expression that allows individuals to communicate emotions and stories through their bodies. For teenagers, who are often navigating a world of self-discovery, dance classes for teenage beginners can be a powerful tool to build confidence and self-esteem. By mastering new skills and performing in front of others, teens learn to trust themselves and their abilities.

Physical Benefits of Dance

Engaging in dance classes offers a myriad of physical benefits. At our New York dance school, students will increase flexibility, improve coordination, and focus on muscle strengthening. Whether it's ballet, hip-hop, or contemporary dance, each style contributes to overall physical health. Dance is a full-body workout that enhances cardiovascular health, builds endurance, and promotes overall fitness.

Social Interaction and Teamwork

Dance classes provide a social environment where teens can make new friends and learn the importance of teamwork. Dancing in a group requires coordination and cooperation, fostering a sense of community and belonging. This social aspect of dance is crucial during the teenage years when forming connections and building friendships are essential for emotional well-being.

What to Expect from Dance Classes at Our New York Dance School

Tap, Jazz/Contemporary, and Ballet

At All Star Studios, we offer a variety of dance styles to cater to every interest. Tap dance classes teach rhythm and timing, while jazz and contemporary dance emphasize fluid movements and emotional expression. Ballet classes focus on technique, grace, and strength, providing a solid foundation for any aspiring dancer.

Pointe and Hip-Hop

For those interested in more specialized forms of dance, we offer pointe and hip-hop classes. Pointe classes allow dancers to perform on their toes, a challenging but rewarding skill that showcases their dedication and strength. Hip-hop classes, on the other hand, are energetic and fun, incorporating the latest dance trends and music.

Acrobatics

Acrobatics classes are perfect for those who love a physical challenge. These classes combine dance and gymnastics, teaching students how to perform flips, jumps, and other acrobatic moves safely and gracefully. This unique blend of skills enhances flexibility and builds muscle strength, making it an exciting addition to any dance repertoire.

Encouraging Growth and Fun in Every Class

Personalized Attention and Support

At All Star Studios, our dance classes are designed to encourage performers at every skill level to grow. Our experienced instructors provide personalized attention, ensuring that each student receives the guidance and support they need to thrive. Whether your teen is a complete beginner or has some dance experience, our classes are tailored to meet their individual needs and goals.

Fun and Engaging Activities

Learning dance should be enjoyable, and we make sure our classes are filled with fun and engaging activities. From creative choreography to interactive games, our classes are structured to keep students excited and motivated. This approach not only makes learning dance enjoyable but also helps students retain new skills and techniques more effectively.

Performance Opportunities

We believe that performance is an integral part of the learning process. That's why we offer numerous opportunities for our students to showcase their talents. Whether it's a small in-studio presentation or a large-scale recital, these performances allow students to experience the thrill of being on stage and the satisfaction of sharing their hard work with an audience.

Conclusion

Enrolling your teen in dance classes at a New York dance school can be a transformative experience. With a variety of dance styles to choose from, personalized attention, and a focus on fun and growth, All Star Studios is the perfect place to start this exciting journey. Our dance classes not only improve physical health but also build confidence, foster social connections, and provide a creative outlet for self-expression.

If you're ready to help your teen discover the joy of dance, contact us today to learn more about our classes and schedule a trial session. Let's dance our way to a brighter, more confident future together!

For more information, visit our website at All Star Studios and explore our offerings in dance classes forest hills and dance programs for toddlers. We can't wait to welcome you to our dance family!

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World renowned pastry chef (according to his YouTube fans), capybara enthusiast, gymnastics champion, and the world’s best tenor!

Call him whatever you’d like, because Vincent (Vinnie) Rockwell goes by all of those titles.

He moved to NYC with his dad from Boston after his parents got divorced when he was in the sixth grade. After settling in New York, Vinnie’s dad, Jacob (a middle school social studies teacher) met Carmella (an accountant) and after a year, they got married and had Vinnie’s half twin siblings, Reuben and Amelia.

When PJ saw Vinnie for the first time in eighth grade, he knew that he was in love (though he didn’t think much about it at the time). When PJ knew Vinnie was the one for him, he did a puppet show proposal to the winter formal dance and luckily, Vinnie said yes and the boys have been soul mates ever since.

Like PJ’s mother and siblings, Vinnie’s family also approved of the boy’s relationship and supported Vinnie’s interests as well and through the years, Vinnie gained a vast audience through his YouTube channel where he shared his baking talents with the world with dreams of opening up his own bakery.

When he’s not in school or baking or making and editing his latest YouTube video, Vinnie enjoys spending time with his younger half siblings and family (including his pet hermit crabs Moe, Larry, and Curly), skateboarding, gymnastics, indulging Chinese food, tap dancing, making little clay sculptures, and of course, singing (he’s the head of the tenor section in choir class).

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Tapping Into Tradition: A Guide To Tap Dancing Classes In The US

Tap dancing is a unique and captivating form of dance that combines rhythm, musicality, and footwork. Whether you're a complete beginner or looking to refine your skills, tap dancing classes offer a fun and engaging way to explore this traditional dance style. In this guide, we'll explore what to look for in tap dancing classes and highlight some top choices in the US, including insights from All Star Studios NYC.

Tap dancing has a rich history and continues to be a popular and influential dance style. Here are some reasons why tap dancing is a timeless art form:

Rhythm and Musicality: Tap dancing is all about creating rhythms and patterns with your feet, making it a unique and musical form of dance.

Physical Fitness: Tap dancing is a great way to stay fit and active, improving cardiovascular health, coordination, and flexibility.

Creativity and Expression: Tap dancing allows dancers to express themselves creatively and develop their own unique style and personality through movement and music.

When enrolling in tap dancing classes, there are several key elements and concepts you can expect to learn and experience:

Basic Tap Techniques and Steps

Tap dancing classes will introduce you to basic tap techniques and steps, such as:

Shuffles and Flaps: Learning how to perform basic shuffles, flaps, and other foundational steps.

Time Steps: Mastering time steps, which are rhythmic patterns that form the basis of tap dancing.

Combination and Choreography: Combining individual steps to create combinations and learning choreography to popular tap dance routines.

Rhythm and Musicality

In tap dancing classes, you'll develop a strong sense of rhythm and musicality, learning how to count beats, and dance in time with the music. You'll also learn how to create different rhythms and patterns with your feet, adding musicality and complexity to your tap dancing.

Performance and Expression

Tap dancing classes encourage students to express themselves creatively and develop their own unique style and personality through dance. You'll have the opportunity to perform and showcase your skills in a supportive and encouraging environment.

Supportive and Inclusive Environment

Tap dancing classes are designed to be inclusive and supportive, welcoming dancers of all ages, backgrounds, and skill levels. The instructors are patient, encouraging, and passionate about helping students learn and grow as tap dancers.

If you're looking for some of the best tap dancing classes in the US, here are a few highly recommended options:

All Star Studios NYC

All Star Studios NYC offers exceptional tap dancing classes tailored for individuals who are passionate about tap dance. With a team of highly qualified instructors, state-of-the-art facilities, and a focus on developing strong rhythm, musicality, and technique, All Star Studios NYC is a top choice for tap dance enthusiasts looking to explore and refine their tap dancing skills.

Other Recommended Tap Dancing Classes

Broadway Dance Center - Located in New York City, Broadway Dance Center offers a variety of tap dancing classes taught by experienced and passionate instructors.

Millennium Dance Complex - With locations in Los Angeles, Atlanta, and Chicago, Millennium Dance Complex offers tap dancing classes designed to introduce students to the basics of tap dance in a fun and engaging way.

Debbie Allen Dance Academy - This dance academy in Los Angeles offers tap dancing classes for dancers of all ages, focusing on building strong technique, rhythm, and musicality.

Embarking on your tap dance journey with tap dancing classes is an exciting and rewarding experience. By considering the key elements and concepts mentioned above and exploring the top tap dancing classes recommended in this guide, you can find the perfect class to help you tap into tradition, develop strong technique and rhythm, and kick-start your tap dancing adventure.

[becauseiamnotanelephant]

Our local national park

Hannah and I (and her cousin and aunt) went to the local National Park in Paterson NJ today! It's not the Grand Canyon or Niagra Falls, but we have a pretty impressive waterfalls right in our backyard. It was a fun adventure after music class. And then after dinner we went back to the library for another latin music performance - this time it was latin jazz, so not as amazing as Monday's performance. Hannah was the only kid under 10, and the only dancer, and she got to see someone tap dancing for the first time! I'm sure if we lived in NYC I'd have a million more things to take her to see but living here we still have some great things to do and it's a lot less overwhelming when you don't have to pick and choose...

[queen-tut]

Tickets here! https://www.eventbrite.com/e/2022-dancing-with-the-queens-stars-tickets-424546549157

Dancing with the Queens Stars is BACK with a new competitors ready to dance for this year's Champion trophy and Fan Favorite award! An entertaining evening of friendly competition, choreography, guest performances, and of course-- the judges' unpredictable banter. Featuring amazing Queens community leaders and dance artists from all over the borough!

What's Dancing with the Queens Stars?

We team up Queens Community members with our Queensboro Dance Festival choreographers to perform a short duet together. A community panel of judges score each dance, and highest score wins. There's also a Fan Favorite award where the audience gets to vote for their favorite team!

Get in the spirit and cheer on your favorite team! All proceeds of tonight's event raises money for the Queensboro Dance Festival, a nonprofit organization that presents over 40 free events each summer throughout Queens outdoor public spaces.

-Dinner provided by Queens' Arepalicious, Manducatis Rustica, Aigner Chocolates, and more

-Bar available featuring Brewery Ommegang, Duvel, Austin East Ciders, Liberty Coca-Cola *1 drink ticket included for tickets purchased online in advance only!

-Vote for your Fan Favorite team, feel free to bring signs to cheer on your team!

-Queens Staycation raffle prize packages from The Graduate Hotel and Resorts World NYC

-Dance party with Queens DJ Tahleim

-Dress for the dance floor and the red carpet!

6:00 PM DOORS *Skip the line! Get your tickets now and receive a drink ticket (online advance tickets only)

6:15 PM Latin Ballroom dance lesson for all with Queens Ballroom Dance Studio

7:00 PM COMPETITION & Performances by QDF 2022 dance companies

8:00 PM Dance floor for all open with DJ Tahleim

THE TEAMS & GENRES: Our Community Dance STARS and their Queensboro Dance Festival Choreographers

Team Shanaz, Hip-Hop: Shanaz Hussain, Radio and TV host from Richmond Hill and Queen TuT of the Kingdom Dance Company from Rosedale

Team Grace, Classical Indian: Grace Kwan Seghini, Experiential Marketing Specialist from LIC and Urvashie Kissoon of Forest Hills

Team Matt, Mexican Folklore: Matt Bush from Bank of America Sunnyside and Jazmin Perez of Manhatitlan from LIC

Team Nancy, Street/Club: Nancy Kleaver, Executive Director of Dancing Classrooms from Woodside and Yurie Ono of Umami Playground from LIC

Team Jon, Tap Dance: Jon Demske from Queensboro Football Club and Kelsey Sheppard of Cole Collective from Astoria

THE JUDGES:

Councilmember Julie Won of District 26 (LIC, Sunnyside, Woodside, Maspeth)

CJ Louis, co-owner of Mover's Bodega dance studio, LIC

Gianna Cerbone, owner of Manducatis Rustica, LIC

Councilmember Shekar Krishnan of District 25 (Jackson Heights & Elmhurst)

Hosted by Karesia Batan (Founding Director, QDF) and Willy Mosquera of Queens Theatre

FEATURED TICKETS:

$50 VIP: Includes 2 drink tickets and 1 raffle ticket

$100 Celebrity Status: Includes open bar, 2 raffle tickets, and premium reserved seating! Yes, you're going to want a good seat for this show.

LEVEL UP your participation: Send in a Shout Out for your favorite Dancing with the Queens Stars cast member!

Thank you Sponsors!

Please note no refunds on any tickets or sales. All funds support the Queensboro Dance Festival, which provides over 40 free events each summer throughout Queens with dance performances, classes, and professional development workshops. Our tour of events presents over 100 dance artists from Queens-based companies each season, and reaches thousands of audiences across Queens with our programming. Thank you for your support!

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Tap Workshop | March 4 w/ Common Ground Tap

March 4 | Tap Dance Masterclass Day: March 4 Class: Tap Time: 12PM (Beg/Int Tap) | 1:30PM ((Int/Adv Tap) Address: 9600 Bellaire Blvd. Ste. 113 Price: 1 Class - $25 | 2 Classes - $40 Age: ALL AGES AND LEVELS WELCOME! Register for class: https://bookclasssnd.as.me/commongroundtap Studio Class Updates: https://www.instagram.com/somethingnewdance About: Featured in The Wall Street Journal and Dance Teacher Magazine, Common Ground was created by Justin Boccitto and Germaine Salsberg. It began in New York City as a space for tap dancers to learn from teachers who create an environment for students of all styles. Currently we offer in-person classes in NYC as well as a library of class recordings you can take anytime from anywhere. Common Ground is also traveling cross-country, safely bringing master classes back to studios. https://ifttt.com/images/no_image_card.png https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yt4XvOaQrzY

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Tap provides the perfect foundation to introduce your little one to the world of dance and musical theater for the very first time​ in a nurturing and fun-focused environment​. If you are looking for the right Tap Dance Classes NYC, join "Shuffles".  Explore rhythm and musicality in this 45-minute class filled to the brim with singing and dancing.

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"i'm the dj"

I wanted to write about my DJ experience while it still feels fresh! I am positively zingy after "spinning some tunes" with some buds at the Elsewhere Loft last night. It was a soiree that came together after having a few "we should totally do this" conversations at parties, which turned into an email thread, which turned into a thing that happened in person. Shocking, stunning, unprecedented!

I (obviously) went stir crazy during Covid lockdown and got my ya-yas out by attending virtual DJ streams and vibing with people in zoom rooms. One of the thoughts I had during that time was: when we are allowed to hang out in person again, I would love to throw a party! It took some time (technically I did throw a party last year...a big one...my wedding) but it finally happened. Chris taught me how to rudimentarily mix on his DJ equipment, Laura hooked us up with the Elsewhere billing, everyone brought their friends, I met some And Introducing listeners. I got sweaty on the dance floor and spilled Red Bull all over myself which felt...good.

I also got to put into practice some things that have been important to me in theory, like being very courteous to the venue staff who supported the event. As a Venue Respecter it was fucking cool to be on the talent side of things and see just how much work goes into nightlife. Dozens and dozens of venues in just NYC alone do that shit every NIGHT. Just so people can have some fun!!

Not to sound like a completely pretentious ass hat but uhhh as I continue on my clubbing...journey...one of the sort of philosophical tenets I keep coming back to and sort of tumbling like a gemstone in my brain is this idea of Energy In, Energy Out. Like, no space exists just to entertain you, and you are not a passive vessel of entertainment reception. The Club is not a vacuum. You must participate, you must pay the energy toll! You can of course be set up for success by a swanky venue, good music, high-quality sound, etc. but the surest way to have a great night out is to put in the energy to have a great night out, and then that energy will come back to you. Dance, talk, be friendly, put vibes outward, and you will get all of that in return, and much much more.

I saw a TikTok a while ago where a young woman was making NYC bar recommendations (very common TikTok format...we love a recommendation don't we folks). I can't remember which bar she was talking about, but she dissed a bar for having "no vibes." Now, I have definitely been in bars where the vibes were off. Usually the kind of fake dive bars that have a kitschy aesthetic but are very clean and beers are $8. But I argue you cannot say a bar has "no vibes." My good bitch: you are the vibe. A bar without people in it is just a room that has some beer taps and a long table. If you find yourself constantly looking around where you are and being like, hmph, no vibes, I encourage you to look within yourself and draw those vibes out. Fun is not a hose spraying you from some unknown water source. Fun is more like a river that flows to the ocean which gets evaporated into clouds and then rains over the river. To be clear I have no idea how weather works.

When I was in high school we had this thing called...homeroom. It was 15 minutes after the 2nd period of the day, right before lunch started, and you had the same homeroom every year of high school. I am 99% sure it was just a way for teachers to see if anyone had ditched school that day. There was a lot of sitting, fiddling, and gossiping. If you had a good homeroom teacher, they let you vibe out a little bit. I had an excellent homeroom teacher, Mr. Cox, an English teacher. Sometimes he would put a Phish DVD on the classroom TV, and he let us do huge and loud group card games as well.

I bring this all up to say that when I was a junior, my friend in my homeroom class and I wanted to throw dance parties. If I recall correctly, someone brought in their iPod dock (!!!) and someone else brought party lights and we turned the lights off and boogied. Kids from other homerooms started coming to the dance parties and then we kind of got in trouble and those kids had to go back home(room).

I forgot I had done that for a while and unearthed the memory. A lot of my past life ends up being a breadcrumb trail for stuff I end up doing again in different formats. Being obsessed with recording "songs" on a tape recorder is now podcasting. Being obsessed with music videos is now making music videos. I'm not new to me, it turns out.

[carmodance]

Hi there, just curious from a non-American (I live in New Zealand), how come there are no elite dance teams in NYC? I would have thought they’d have the population and typical demographic that elite dance would do well there!

the east coast is lot more geared towards broadway. so while they do have lots of dance studios you'll see more tap, musical theatre, singing etc and less comp studios.

some cities just tend to become hubs of comp dance and those are often cities where theres a lot of middle-upper class families with multiple kids. and nyc isnt necessarily that demographic

[prettyinlimegreenboots]

“It’s supposed to snow today!

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Here’s a little present from me to you! So thankful you are all on this writing journey with me! 

December 1

“It’s supposed to snow today!” Race exclaimed as he bounced on the bed, successfully waking Spot up. 

Throwing the blanket off his head, Spot cracked an eye open at Race. “And?”

“I’m just telling you that it’s supposed to snow today.” Race settled against the headboard, stretching his legs out, ankles crossed, looking fondly at his husband. “What do you want to do?” 

Spot rolled over to his back, arm thrown over his eyes. “Considering I was asleep five minutes ago, I haven’t really thought about it. But I’m guessing you have?” 

“I’m thinking firstly we should make some breakfast. Then we can spend the day in the park with the dogs and tonight we can do a family drive to look at Christmas lights.” Race shrugged his shoulders. “But detours can happen if we want them to. Just a rough outline.” 

Freeing his arms from the comforter, Spot held them open so Race could snuggle into them. “Come cuddle with me before we have to face the world. What time is it anyways?” 

Snuggling into Spot’s embrace, Race sighed. “Uhhhh  . . . . you don’t want to know?” 

Lifting his head, Spot caught a glance at the time and groaned. “Why am I awake at 7:30 in the morning, Racetrack?” 

“At least I didn’t wake you up at 5:30 when I initially got up.” Race looked up at him sheepishly before catching Spot’s lips in a good morning kiss. “Besides, I had to share my excitement with someone.” 

Spot gave him a look, sighing. “You could’ve shared it with Bales and Baxter.” 

Bailey or Bales was an Australian Shepherd, their first fur child. She was a little over 3 years and Race and Spot’s baby girl. Baxter, is a 14 month old Dalmatian is a hyper little thing but gets along great with Bales. 

“I did, I told them with all the excitement that snow was coming.” Race’s eyes went wide as he told Spot his story. “But they just rolled over and went back to sleep. They’re just like their dad, less than enthused.” 

Spot pressed a kiss to Race’s head, sighing. “I’m sorry I’m not very enthusiastic but in my defense I’m still half asleep. But I swear I’m excited for the day ahead of us.” 

Race hummed, putting his head on Spot’s shoulder, relaxing as he listened to Spot’s heartbeat. Silence hung in the air as the two relaxed, the warmth of each other comfortable.  

Several hours had passed before they pulled themselves out of bed, getting dressed, opting to get breakfast out of the house due to lateness of the morning. Leashing up the dogs, they grabbed their coats and headed out into the streets of NYC. Spot laced his fingers with Race’s as they walked along the busy street. 

Tugging him to a stop, Race pointed to a cafe to the left of them. Spot nodded, handing him the leashes. “What do you want?” 

“Coffee and a pastry - surprise me.” Race gave him a look, accepting the leashes, watching him disappear inside the cafe. 

Leaning against the brick building, he looked at the dogs before pulling out his cell phone. He flipped through his social media channels, smiling at a picture Jack had posted of his daughter, twirling like her uncle Race. Double tapping he liked it before posting a comment “good twirls ballerina.” 

Locking his phone, he slipped it back into his back pocket as Spot swept out the door, holding two cups and a bag. Race took the top mug that has his name scrawled against the side before taking a sip, sighing in contentment. “How about we find a bench and eat the goodies?” 

Spot nodded, leading the way as Race juggled the cup and the two dogs as they found a bench in the dog park. Unleashing Bales and Baxter, Spot and Race watched as they ran around the enclosed space. Handing over a pastry to Race, Spot relaxed against the bench, eating his own. 

They were both in their own worlds as they finished their pastries before Race turned and grinned at Spot. “How has your week been? You got home later than normal last night.” 

“It’s been busy.” Spot sighed, taking a sip of his drink. “The weekend couldn’t have come soon enough and I’m thankful that it’s Christmas next week. It’ll be nice to have some time off to hang out with you.” 

Race nodded. “Anything in particular that’s pressing at work?” 

“Just some new cases coming up.” Spot shrugged. “You’d think with the holidays coming up that it’ll get quiet in the District Attorney’s office but the courts don’t close down due to the Christmas holiday.” 

Race chuckles. “Crime doesn’t stop, unfortunately.” 

“Job security, I guess.” Spot chuckled. “How was your week?” 

Race sighed, throwing his head back onto the back of the bench. “I thought it would calm down with the dance recital last weekend but we had Holiday parties this week so it was just mayhem. I’m glad that the last dance classes were yesterday and I’m free until the beginning of January.” 

“What are you going to do with your time?” Spot sipped, pulling a ball out of his pocket for Baxter as Bales came and laid beside Race. 

Throwing the ball, he smiled watching Baxter chase the ball, bringing it back to Spot. “Honestly, I have no plans, maybe trying to sleep in a couple of days. Thank goodness we finished all the Christmas shopping last weekend so we’re all set there. I just have to wrap everything.” 

The game of fetch continued as Baxter retrieved the ball Spot kept throwing for him. A soft smile crossed Race’s face as he watched Spot talk with Baxter. “Shall we continue on our journey?” 

Gathering up their trash, they headed out of the dog park and continued walking uptown. They were bumping against one another as they encountered more people in a hurry to get wherever they needed to get to. “Why do people wait until the Saturday before Christmas to do all their shopping?” 

“Because they’re too busy doing who knows what. It’s not like Christmas is a constantly changing day every year.” Spot shrugged. “Do you have a destination in mind?” 

“Just wandering . . . unless you have a place in mind?” Race looked over at him, grimacing as a lady slammed into his shoulder. 

Spot grimace at the painful look on Race’s face. “Let’s head to the park - get out of the mayhem.” 

Steering them towards one of the many parks in the city, Race laced his fingers with Spot’s just as light snow began to fall. “There’s something magical about this time of year in the city.”

“You say that almost every year.” Spot squeezed Race’s hand, grinning. “But you’re right. There’s so much cheer and happiness. Not to mention the falling snow. It turns the city into a magic wonderland.” 

Race chuckled. “Yous a sap, Spottie. But I promise, I’ll never reveal that side of you.” 

“I’m only a sap because I married one.” Spot raised an eyebrow. “You know, you’re the one that curls up on the couch just to watch all those Hallmark movies.” 

His eyes went wide. “Last time I watched one, if I remember correctly, you were the one that was heavily vested in the lives of Olivia and Jeremy. You wanted to see what happened to them, even though you correctly predicted them falling in love and saving the Christmas pageant.” 

“True. But I only watch them because you cuddle with me.” Spot gave him a look with a silly grin before leaning forward and capturing his lips in a kiss. “I will always watch them with you, simply because that’s when you’re the most cuddly.” 

Race laughed, kissing him once more. “Sounds like a plan.” 

They continued walking with no real destination in mind, hand in hand, as the snow fell around them. Race looked over at Spot with a grin. He was happiest he had been in a long time and it was all due to the man standing to his left. Squeezing Spot’s hand, Spot looked over at him, concerned by the weird look on his face. “What’s wrong?” 

“For the first time in a long time, nothing. Just thankful that we’re married and I found my soulmate.” Race shrugged, grinning. “I just really, really love you, Sean.” 

Spot smiled, stopping in the middle of the path, pulling Race into his arms as the dogs wrapped their leashes around their legs. “Well it’s a good thing that I really, really love you, Anthony.”

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Part 1 | Kindness & The Perfect Fit | 9.2k words

‘Sequins & Zippers’ Summary: An internship with Harry Lambert transformed into a job of a lifetime - Aurora Del Gatto finds herself touring the world with the one & only Harry Styles as his ‘Head of Wardrobe.’ Aurora is nothing but nerves & excitement as she packs her bags & almost 100 custom designer suits that belong to an unbelievably kind rockstar. She never thought she’d fall in love on top of it all.

A/N: So here’s part 1 of Sequins & Zippers. A MASSIVE shoutout to @niallhoranapologist​. If it weren’t for Gwen I probably wouldn’t have continued to work on this story. Thanks for always helping me brainstorm ideas, listen to me talk about these fictional characters all the time & for continuously supporting my writing. you da best. 

“Ugg, this is useless,” Aurora groans as she throws the t shirt she had in hand across the room. Aurora has been attempting to pack her suitcase for hours now. “How the hell am I supposed to pack 4 months worth of clothes in a single suitcase?” she whispers in defeat to herself.

“Rory? Everything alright?” Aurora’s mother calls from the other room. Rory is the nickname her mom gave her when she was only a baby. Her mother walks into her room and sees the frustrated look on her daughter’s face. 

“25 countries? The weather is gonna be different in every freaking country,” Rory lets out a frustrated sigh, falling onto her bed. “I can barely pack properly for a weekend trip.” 

“Hey, you’re thinking too hard and overwhelming yourself,” her mother says softly as she sits on the bed next to her. She places a hand on her shoulder, “Let me help. We’ll figure it out.” 

Aurora is currently trying to pack for her new job. After the craziest year she’s ever had, packed with graduating college, moving to London to work with one of the most well-known stylists in the fashion industry and having the time of her life doing what she loves most, she was offered a career-altering job for the next 4 months. Never did Aurora think she would be sitting in her room back home in a small suburb of New York surrounded by cardboard boxes labeled with things like: “NYC Apartment - kitchen,” “London - winter clothes,” “School things,” “London Flat - bedding,” “I have no idea, from london.” Organized Chaos explained her life best right now. 

“Rory, sweetie, where’s your list?” her mother asks, looking around to locate the papers she’s been carrying around for the past week that’s covered in scribbled notes, lists upon lists and small sketches here and there. “Should’ve really been keeping that stuff in a journal or something.” She finds the papers scattered on Aurora’s desk and a few laid on top of boxes. “Probably wouldn’t be so overwhelmed if you could be a little bit more organized,” her mother sighs gathering the papers into a stack, tapping the bottom edges on the desk to line them up. “You’re normally so much more organized,” her mother continues before pressing a kiss to Aurora’s hair. 

“It’s a lot, Mom. I don’t know where to start.” She stands up from her bed and grabs her phone as it dings, indicating she’s received an email. “Finally!” she exclaims with a sigh of relief. “Harry’s just sent me my official itinerary and all of my flight info.”

“Harry Styles himself emailed you your travel plans?” her mother asks in disbelief. 

“No, mom, Lambert. Harry Lambert, my boss.”

“Oh yeah, of course,” she laughs lightly, “How many mix ups has there been with that name?” 

Aurora’s new job is ‘Head of Wardrobe’ for Harry Styles’ Arena World Tour. In all honesty, she has no idea how she got here. Well she does, but it still doesn’t feel real. Lambert’s original hire for the tour ended up needing to stay in London to help him with his styling work there and she was next in line, but she still isn’t too sure how she got this lucky. The past year happened so fast and it was one opportunity after another that landed her here. She’s barely had a moment to breathe after the holidays and some small jobs here and there to keep her busy. Last January, just over a year ago, Aurora traveled to London for a six week menswear design course at Central Saint Martins for some extra credits before her final semester of college. During this course, she was lucky enough to met Harry Lambert. After he saw her collection of work from the past few years, what her thesis plans were and what she had been working on during the CSM course he kept her information on file for the future. When Aurora left london at the end of the course she had no idea if she would ever hear from Harry Lambert again, but around mid march she received an email from him about an internship position he needed to fill and thought she would be perfect for. Starting the internship in NYC before she even graduated, May was a whirlwind and was the perfect indication on how the rest of her year would be. She moved to London in June and was put to work without a second to spare. 

“Okay, so here’s what we’re gonna do,” Aurora’s mother starts before launching into a detailed plan on how they’re both gonna tackle packing up Aurora’s life for the next 4 months on the road, traveling. They’ve got barely 3 days until her flight leaves for London.

Nearly 4 hours later and they’ve organized Aurora’s room. Unpacking the appropriate boxes, written a new packing list, and they’ve also written a shopping list. They’ve got organized piles surrounding them. Again, Organized Chaos best describes Aurora’s life, always. 

“Oh, what about that long pleated skirt you made last year? The emerald green one? You definitely need to take that.” Aurora’s eyes lit up at the idea. She loved that skirt, it was versatile enough that she could pair with heels or sneakers. Versatile pieces were key to packing she found out quickly. Her mom reaches into her closet and searches for it. “Probably at the back, haven’t worn it in awhile,” she motions towards her closet while sorting through the box of her bags, making decisions on which ones she’ll need with her. 

“Oh gosh, Rory, look what I found,” her mom emerges from the closet with a handful of rolled up posters. 

Aurora goes bright red knowing exactly what is on those posters. “Oh no. I kept those?” her mom sets them down on the floor but keeps one to unroll. Once the tape is off and her mom has got it flat, she turns it around to face Aurora. It’s a large poster of One Direction from a TigerBeat magazine. Aurora drops her face into her hands. 

“Remember when you couldn’t see a bit of the wall cause of these posters? If I remember right, you liked that blonde one yeah?” her mom laughs, rolling the poster back up. “Maybe you should take one with you and have Harry sign it? He’d get a kick out of it, I’m sure.” 

“Mom!” Aurora whines. “This is my job, my career. I have to be nothing but professional.” 

“I’m sure he wouldn’t mind a joke or two. Gotta have fun still and honestly, he’d probably think it’s cute.” 

“Mom, it’s embarrassing and I’m gonna be working with him and his team for the next 4 months.” Her mother can see the panic on her face. “I cannot just show up with a One Direction poster.” 

“Ror, I’m just having a bit of fun with you. You need to relax or you’ll just be frustrated and stressed the entire time.” She sets the posters aside and goes to join Aurora on the floor. Placing a hand on her cheek, “Baby girl, my baby girl, promise me you’ll have some fun? This is a chance of a lifetime and I know you’ll work your butt off and do your job perfectly, but you need to enjoy it too. Okay?” Aurora nods slowly. She knows her mother is right, she always is. 

“Okay,” she says softly giving her mom a weary smile. 

“You’ll be okay, I know you will,” her mom says before leaning in and hugging her daughter. “I’m so proud of you.”

Aurora and her mother continue bustling around her room until the sun sets. By the time there is no daylight left there are 2 large suitcases completely full, all organized and packed with Aurora’s belongings. They spend the next hour packing up Aurora’s rolling caboodle. The large, rollable, sturdy set of drawers and compartments is from Aurora’s days as a competition dancer. It used to carry her stage makeup, extra pairs of tights, accessories and an emergency sewing kit. It was always covered in glitter and there were bobby pins in every nook and cranny, a few stray sets of false eyelashes too. But for the past 4 years, she’s used it for all things sewing and design. She never went to class or the design studio without it. Aurora and her mom empty the drawers and reorganize the contents. They make another list of things they need to pick up at the local sewing store the next day. Aurora pulls out her old sketchbooks and sets them to the side and adds a new clean book to the now empty drawer along with her cases of Micron pens, drawing pencils and prisma coloured pencils. 

Aurora continues to organize each little compartment as her mother prints out small labels and adds them to the section dividers. Aurora loves to be overly organized and have everything in its place. It keeps her calm and stops her from getting overwhelmed in stressful situations. There’s nothing she hates more than being backstage at a fashion show and needing a simple needle and thread to fix a small seam quickly and having to dig through the drawers to find what she needs. Backstage life, anywhere, fashion shows, dance competitions, or even a world tour, can be stressful if you’re not prepared properly. 

“Oh, keep the box of sequins and swarovski crystals in there. I actually might need them.” Aurora finishes the sentence with a giggle as she’s setting her scissors in their respective home. 

“Really?” her mom laughs too. 

“Yeah, some of the looks for this tour are actually pretty sparkly. You never would’ve thought. I actually might have to bedazzle a few things on the road.” 

“You’re home!” her mother sing-songs. They both laugh again thinking about the countless hours they spent bedazzling dance costumes with 100’s of crystals. 

After saying goodbye to her parents through a continuous flow of tears, Aurora got on an 8 hour flight. She kept herself busy on the flight to occupy her mind and stop her from overthinking or panicking about the next 4 months ahead of her. She landed in London on the 3rd of March, just a few days till she’d be back at this exact airport with the same luggage plus a few crates labeled ‘Wardrobe’ that she’d also have to care for. She made her way to the Air B’N’B that had been set up for her for the next few days and headed straight to bed. One thing Aurora, jokingly, prides herself on is the ability to sleep anywhere at anytime. 

When the morning rolls around and her alarm wakes her, she’s preparing herself a cup of coffee when her phone rings. She notices Lambert’s ID on the screen. She answers and they exchange good mornings before he asks her about her travels from the day before. 

“Okay, so, I’m sending a car to where you’re staying in about an hour to bring you to the arena.”

“Arena? I thought we were meeting at your studio?” 

“Oh no, change of plans, sorry should have mentioned that in an email. Harry is in full rehearsal mode and everything for the tour is at the mock stage space at Wembley Arena. They’ve just finished the final tech rehearsals and Harry will be there today to start running the show,” Lambert continues. The new knowledge of Harry Styles being there on her first day makes Aurora jittery, small butterflies erupting in her stomach. She’s met Harry before. They’re friendly, but she was only just Lambert’s shadow anytime they were together. He was sweet and kind, just as everyone always says, but she was still a tad nervous. She will be with him almost everyday, on her own, without Lambert there to be a buffer. Aurora tended to be a nervous person, especially if she doesn’t know someone all that well. She can keep her nerves at bay and save a proper panic for after the situation ends most times, which is the best she can do right now. It’s something she’s working on. It’s what she hates most about herself, not being able to keep her nerves in check. 

“Oh yeah, makes sense,” Aurora responds, surprisingly with no jitters evident in her voice. 

“Great, I can have the run of show lookbook all put together for you when you arrive and we’ll go through it and make notes.” “Do you mind if I actually set it up when I get there? I would feel much better and more settled doing it myself as we do a walkthrough of the wardrobe.” 

“Of course, Aurora, whatever you think will work best for you.” 

She thanks him and they end the phone call after confirming the time and car that will be picking her up. She finishes off her coffee and heads to the living room where she left her suitcases last night. One of the large suitcases was lying on the ground, opened, exactly where Aurora left it last night. She ruffles through the contents of her suitcase, moving around different packing cubes until she finds the cube that contains her favourite black jeans. She locates a creme hooded knit sweater and some clean undergarments. She pops into the shower and continues to bustle around the small flat getting ready. At some point she turns on some music to distract her mind. There’s an airy feeling in the flat, the sun shining in london for a change and it calms Aurora down despite the nerves running through her veins. Aurora checks her watch, 10 minutes until her car is due to pick her up. She slides on her all white leather court sneakers and laces them up, tucking in the excess laces for a clean finish. She grabs her black bomber jacket and slips her arms in, then pulls out the hood from her sweater so it lays comfortably on the outside of the jacket’s collar. She takes a quick look in the full body mirror that leans up against the white brick wall across from the large, unmade bed. She’s reminded by the reflection in her mirror to text her mother and thank her for convincing her to pack her favourite clothes instead of all her fancy stuff. She looks put together but is still extremely comfortable, prepared for anything today has to offer her. 

There’s a short honk from the street in front of the building. Aurora grabs her rolling caboodle and her purse before rushing out the door to meet the driver. 

20 minutes later she finds herself stepping out of the car and thanking the driver for holding the door. He grabs her caboodle from the trunk and hands it to Aurora and wishing her well and to have a nice day. Harry Lambert greets her at the door giving her a big hug and exclaiming about how excited he is to have her there. He takes her an office where the tour manager, Michael is set up. The office is busy with several people working at desks on laptops and people taking phone calls. Lambert introduces Aurora to the team and gets her set up with her tour pass and all the nitty gritty stuff. Within half an hour she’s all set for tour and has her new lanyard tied to her on a belt loop. They walk through the never ending halls plastered with signs that state “Treat People With Kindness” and Aurora smiles everytime she sees another. Lambert points out different places, important notes posted on bulletin boards and casually introduces her to people as they quickly pass. 

Everyone seems to be on a mission, darting in and out of rooms and talking on headsets. It’s a busy atmosphere but nobody seems stressed or upset. Aurora appreciates the hustle that everyone seems to have. There’s smiles and high fives passed between crew members and coffees getting pass along. Lambert points out where Harry’ band’s dressing room is and then Harry’s as well. Harry’s reads “Hershel” on the sign that sticks out from the wall. 

“Hershel?” Lambert chuckles when he sees the confused look on her face. 

“Yeah, Jeff, his manager, you’ve met him, calls him Hershel 95% of the time.” She nods along with a smile. After making their way through a few more halls they reach a larger dressing room. “Okay, so here’s our space for the week.” Aurora rolls her caboodle and sets it against the wall near the door for now and sets her purse down on an empty space on the counter that lines one of the shorter walls. On the wall directly across from the doorway there are 3 large black cases that stand about 6 feet tall, opened and filled with garment bags. 

“Is everything here already?” Aurora makes her way towards the case farthest left. 

“Hopefully!” Lambert picks up a large binder that’s sitting on the table across from a small leather couch. “That’s where we’re starting. Checking through each night’s look and making sure it’s all here.” She takes the binder that Lambert has handed her and opens it up to the first page.” 

“Oh wow. I almost forgot how beautiful these suits are.” Towards the end of her internship in London, Lambert let her help him pick some options for the tour. She thumbs through the book quickly to get a glimpse of the beautiful designer suits. She notices quite a few of her favourites made the cut. The 2 of them sit down and devise a plan to best get through this large task of double checking the 60 looks in front of them. They’re about ¾ the way through around 1pm when they mutually decide to take a break and grab some lunch before they power through the rest of the wardrobe. After meeting more members of the crew and grabbing another cup of coffee, Lambert and Aurora make their way back to their dressing room. 

“Hey, let’s go take a look at the stage,” Lambert said as he made a sharp turn in the opposite direction of the room they’ve been working in. “I haven’t seen the final setup yet.” 

“Oh, I’d love that!” Aurora’s face lights up at the idea. They enter from the back of the stage. The stage itself is fully constructed but the light trees are currently hanging low to the ground and crew members are working carefully to change the direction, colour or size of each bulb. Lambert excuses himself as he takes a call, telling Aurora he’ll meet her back in the dressing room in 15 minutes. Aurora continues the theme from today and introduces herself to the stage crew. “Mind if I check out the stage?” she asks Jack, one of the crew members who introduced himself as the Stage Manager. 

“Go ahead, just keep an eye out, we haven’t cleaned up much.” She nods and smiles while walking up the metal steps at the side of the stage. She takes careful steps as she steps to center stage. She looks out into the empty arena. The lights are low and the noise from the powertools is echoing through the arena. 

Though there isn’t any music, the stage lights aren’t shining, and she isn’t in one of her rhinestoned costumes, she still feels at home standing center stage. The nerves she’s been holding on to all morning wash away as she takes a deep breath. Her eyes flutter shut for a moment and she remembers the last time she performed on a stage like this one. It was her senior year of high school at nationals in New York City. It was her farewell to her dance career. A smile starts to grow on her face, the nerves from this morning, the the whole trip to get here, completely washed away now. 

“Oi!” a voice booms through the air, making Aurora jump and she searches for where it came from. She turns around, her hair following her as she turns. Her hair continues to follow her movement, falling in front of her face a bit but she can still make out the face the voice comes from. “What’re you doing on my stage?” She’s met with a smiley, broad shouldered Harry Styles. He’s got his hands in the pockets of the tartan trousers he’s wearing. The strong feeling of embarrassment brings heat to her cheeks as she looks down at the black and white vans he’s sporting. 

“Oh gosh, I’m sorry, I-,” she starts rambling apologies. She watches his vans take a few steps closer to her. Aurora’s fumbling with her hands, a nervous tick of hers. “-I was told, told, I could, could, check out the stage,” she’s stuttering over her words and pointing in the direction of Jack. She finally stops talking when she meets Harry’s eyes. He’s still beaming and her stomach drops at the fact that he’s enjoying this situation. His confidence paints an incredible stark difference from her mumbling nervousness. Her brain is a bit fuzzy right now but that doesn’t stop her from noticing the way his eyes sparkle. 

“I’m only joking, love” he says as he pulls his hands out of his pockets with a chuckle. “The stage suits you.” 

“I’m sorry,” Aurora offers again. “I’m-” She’s reaching her hand out when he cuts off her introduction.

“Love, we’ve met. How could I forget you, Aurora.” She’s startled a bit when her name comes out of his mouth. “Ya fixed the hole in my pink jacket, remember?” He’s stepping closer to her and before she’s able to process what’s happening he’s wrapped his arms around her torso, his tattooed arm rubbing her back briefly before pulling away. 

A small laugh leaves her mouth, “I remember, didn’t think you would is all.” Her voice is soft and trails off towards the end of her sentence. 

“Not got much a reputation then if I’ve got people that work with me thinking I’ll forget them.” He lets out a soft chuckle and his smile elicits a dimple on his cheek. 

“No, no, you’ve got a much better reputation than that, promise. You must meet a lot of people day to day is all.” Aurora is calming down, now, realizing that there is no reason for her to be so nervous around him. She’s interacted with him before, this shouldn’t be so jarring to her. Though this time is different. She wouldn’t be working behind Lambert or running errands. She’ll be with Harry just about everyday and she terrified she’ll never be comfortable, always anxiety ridden. Although his life is much different from hers, she’ll be getting a real taste of it and they’re close in age. They’re bound to find something in common. Right?. There’s a bit of silence before Aurora speaks up. “Well, your suits aren’t gonna organize themselves. I better go find Lambert.”

“Yes, of course. Don’t let me stop you from your work.” Aurora nods. She excuses herself as she makes a comment about how she thinks the stage looks great so far. Just after she’s walked past him she feels him grab her hand. “I’m excited to have ya on tour with us, love. Happy to have you making sure I sparkle just right on this stage.” He’s let go of her hand and presents his arms out to the sides as he mentions the stage. 

She’s beaming back at him. “Packed extra rhinestones just for you.” She’s almost skipping down the stairs after that. A weight of relief falling from her shoulders in a light sigh.  First, interaction with Harry? Check. She finds her way back to the room she’d been working in all morning. She settles down on the couch again, pulling the large binder into her lap. She jots down a few notes and adds to the ever growing list of things that need to be done. She stands up and walks over to one of the open wardrobe cases. She’s sliding hangers across the rack before she gets to the next look. Aurora takes the hanger off the rack. The sleek black hanger is labeled Yves Saint Laurent and an emerald green sequined button down shirt hangs off of it. There’s a pair of black straight leg trousers folded over the hanger as well. Aurora carries the ensemble across the room and hangs it on one of the vanity bulbs that sticks out from the light bulb framed mirror. She fixes the collar so it’s sitting straight. She takes a step back with one hand on her hip and another on her chin. 

“What’re you thinking?” Lambert asks when he sees Aurora’s furrowed brow. She hums, still processing her thoughts. 

“You know Michael Jackson’s black sequin jacket? The one he wore when he did the moonwalk for the first time?” He nods, following along. “Think we could play with that idea. What if Harry wore this open, with the Calvin tank?” In the small section of a wardrobe they’ve already gone through is a slew of clothing articles that will be used for multiple shows. The Calvin tank she’s referencing is one that will be, in Aurora’s opinion, an iconic, staple for the entire tour. It’s a simple white ribbed tank but on the left side, “Treat People With Kindness” is embroidered in black. “It’d be closer to Michael’s ‘Billie Jean’ performance in Munich that same year, but it’s the iconic sequin jacket that will sell it.”  

“You really know your stuff huh?” Lambert chuckles, impressed by her knowledge and the way her brain works. Lambert walks away and grabs the tank from the rack and brings it back to Aurora. 

A smile creeps onto Aurora’s face. “My mom loves Michael Jackson. Loves him like everyone loves Harry. I grew up dancing around the house to his music.” She takes the tank from Lambert after he slides it off the hanger. She’s quick to unbutton the YSL shirt in excitement but does it as carefully as possible. She hangs the tank under the shirt, turning it into a overshirt now. The smile on her face is growing. She’s in her element, doing exactly what she’s always wanted to do. Lambert places a hand on her shoulder and gives it a squeeze. A silent approval. Aurora walks back to the table and writes down their decision for this look in the notebook she’s been working with. They go through a few more suits and make a note that they’ll need an extra white button down from Gucci. Lambert is sending Aurora there sometime this week to pick a few more things up that are getting finished and some extra shoes for Harry as well. Lambert says Harry likes to wear his shoes to dust and that Aurora will have to make sure he doesn’t go on stage with holes in his shoes cause he will, especially his rainbow loafers.  They finish going through the rest of the suits before calling it a day. Lambert fills her in on the next few day’s timeline to prepare her for the week. Aurora leaves the arena feeling like her heart could burst. She couldn’t have imagined a better first day at her new job. Aurora heads to bed early, after she orders a Domino’s Pizza, to rest up for the days ahead and beat the jet lag that’s bound to hit her in the next few days. 

When she gets to Wembley the next morning, Aurora grabs a coffee from craft services and says hello to a few people she recognizes from yesterday. She’s thankful that everyone has a lot to get done and people are jutting off to their own areas to get to work. Aurora would be lying to herself if she didn’t acknowledge that she’s a bit overwhelmed by all of the new faces. She knows faces will become familiar as time goes on but right now she’s content with her coffee and knowing that she’s walking to a room to work on her own for awhile. 

When she finds herself in the familiar green room she sets herself up for the day. Aurora pulls her laptop out of her leather bag and presses play on her current spotify playlist. She likes working alone, but not in silence. After collecting her notebook from yesterday and the envelope of images that Lambert left for her she sits down and starts putting together the final look book for tour. She’s organizing the book by tour dates, making a section for each city. 

“Basel, Switzerland” is written on the top of the 1st page in bold all capital letters. Aurora tapes an image of the black glittered Gucci suit that Harry will wear for the opening night of his world tour. She copies any notes she made about this look from yesterday onto the space underneath the photo. After she’s finished the page for Switzerland she goes to the large cases and pulls the black glittered Gucci suit to the empty rolling rack that she set up yesterday. Each of the traveling cases will need to be organized by date to make traveling and set up easier throughout the tour. She continues this process for the next 2 hours. Once her coffee is empty at the end of the 2 hours she has almost 6 cities complete. Aurora takes her empty coffee cup as a sign for her to take a break. Before leaving the room to get more coffee she checks her phone. There’s a few notifications, emails from lists she keeps forgetting to unsubscribe to and a string of texts from her mother. She laughs at the first text - “I know you’re probably fine, but you’re in a different country and I need to hear your voice to make sure you’re still alive and it’s not some kidnapper texting me back” - then another text about 20 mins after that one reads “I love you, I know you’re busy, but please call me” and the last one delivered just a few minutes ago, “I’m your mother, it’s my job to worry.” Aurora shakes her head and feels a bit guilty because she hasn’t texted her mom as much as she probably should have and before knocking out last night she texted her back apologizing for not calling after her first day and that she was just too exhausted. 

Her mom doesn’t answer and is greeted with an automatic voicemail greeting, “Classic,” she chuckles as she hangs up without leaving a message. She shakes her head, standing in the doorway as she sends off a text saying she’s taking a break and to call her back, adding a “I’m good, everything’s amazing! Just calling to chat” as she always does so her mother doesn’t worry any more than she is. As she finishes the texts she mumbled a bit to herself about how her mother is always worrying but never picks up her dang phone. It isn’t until a familiar voice rings through the hallway that she realises she was mumbling quite clearly. 

“Sorry, everything alright, love?” Harry’s distinct voice travels closer to her as she looks up from her phone to him. She’s made her way into the arena hallway completely now. There’s a small furrow in his brow but a slight grin on his face. 

“Ah yeah, didn’t realise I was talking out loud.” She holds her phone up, “You know mothers, always worrying but never actually answering their phone when you call.” Harry laughs, his shoulders shaking. “She sent me this string of texts about being worried and 2 minutes later doesn’t pick up when I call her.” She sighs before sliding her phone into the pocket of the track jacket she’s got on today. 

“My mum does the same. Always saying we don’t talk enough or that she misses me and when I do get the chance she’ll text me back saying she’s out with friends drinking wine or s’thing like that.” Aurora laughs along with him. When she takes a proper look at him she notices he’s wearing black adidas joggers today with a white t shirt and a black nike jacket. 

“Looks like we both had the same idea when we got ready this morning,” she continues to laugh while gesturing between to two of them. They’re dressed almost identical right down to the white sneakers. Aurora’s got on her favourite black lululemon leggings instead of joggers but her tshirt and track jacket look just the same as Harry’s. Harry takes a good look at what he’s got on and back to Aurora and his eyes begin to crinkle and his nose scrunches up before he’s laughing. The laugh is almost a giggle and Aurora has to hold back from flashing him the most endearing smile. 

“Guess it’s a good thing that my Head of Wardrobe and I match. Must mean I’ve got the right person taking care of my clothing then.” He swings his arm around her shoulder before asking if she’s got a minute to grab a snack. 

“Probably should eat and I definitely need some more coffee,” she replies with a smile and shoves her hands into the pockets of her jacket not knowing what to do with them. There’s something about Harry, it’s that thing that people always talk about, his ease around everyone, the way he makes you feel like you’ve known each other forever. His kind demeanor relaxes Aurora and she’s sure this is how he makes everyone feel. Harry starts to go on about different things that are happening around the arena as they walk to the green room, pointing out different people and what they’re working on. Harry doesn’t know this, but the more Aurora knows about her surroundings and the things people are doing, the more comfortable she feels. Aurora likes knowing what’s going on. She knows it’s got something to do with wanting control over as much as she can but she also knows that there is so much going on that she can’t control anything and she especially knows that it isn’t her job. But knowing is good for her. Just as they turn the corner to the green room her phone rings. She pulls it out of her pocket and “Mother” with a pink heart is flashing on her screen. She shows the phone to Harry and she slides out from under his arm. “Rain check on the snacks?” she offers him before answering the call. She smiles as he shoots her a grin and voices an ‘of course’ before he turns around and goes back the way they had came. She questions his actions for a moment before saying hello to her mother. 

Aurora pulls out her notebook while she’s in the car the next morning to review what she needs to get done today. Written in red, at the top of the page under today’s date is: final fitting with Harry @ 12pm. She’s excited to get some of the newer pieces on him and finally have all the looks together. She’s nervous too. Lambert won’t be there again today or barely at all the rest of the week, her part time buffer ripped away sooner than expected. She knows there’s nothing to be nervous about. It’s just Harry. ‘Just Harry,’ she continues to mumble under her breath. 

“Miss Del Gatto, we’ve arrived,” Steven, her driver, who she’s come accustomed to after the past few rides, announces. Aurora looks out the window and sees the Gucci store front. 

“Thanks, Steven. I’ll only be a few minutes.” She smiles at him before stepping out of the car. She got dressed this morning in slightly more put together outfit that she had on yesterday, knowing she had to stop into a few stores on her way in to pick up some pieces that were still missing. Her black chunky heeled leather boots make a clacking sound as she walks towards the entrance. Before she can even reach for the door, she’s welcomed by a man in an all black suit that is welcoming her into the store. 

“Welcome to Gucci.” His voice is deep but bright and welcoming, she thanks him with a smile. 

Once she’s a few more steps into the door she adjusts the small gold airplane necklace that is sitting on the outside of her black turtleneck before speaking up. “I’m here to pick up some shoes for Harry,” she rattles out. A questioned look appears on the man’s face. “Harry Lambert and Styles.” She clarifies. 

“Aurora Del Gatto, yes?” another woman’s voice speaks up from across the store. 

“Uh, y-yes,” she stammers while turning towards the women. 

“I’m Lauren. Nice to meet you, Aurora. Harry told me to be expecting you this morning.” Aurora shakes Lauren’s hand with a smile. Lauren looks like a seasoned pro, her black suit fits her perfectly and her greying hair is pulled up into an elegant low bun. “Go ahead and make yourself comfortable,” she says motioning towards the plush dark purple couches. “Would you like any water or coffee, dear?” 

“Oh, I’m alright actually, thank you.” 

“I’ll be right back with everything.” Aurora nods in acknowledgement while sitting down on the couch. She slides off the lightweight, long, camel coloured coat she’s wearing and drapes it over the couch next to her. She checks her watch to make sure she’s good on time. She’s got to stop at Calvin Klein as well before heading to arena to prep for Harry’s fitting. It’s just gone on 10am, she’s got plenty of time but still anxious at the thought of arriving just before the fitting, not getting a chance to set up. She’s brought back from her thoughts when Lauren returns with 3 shoe boxes in her arms and a garment bag.

“I think there are only 2 pairs of shoes I’m supposed to be picking up,” Aurora questions, “the rainbow loafers and the Spring 18 leather boots.” Lauren’s face lights up in a smile. 

“Yes, those are both here and there’s a pair of sneakers here for you as well.” Aurora’s face reflects exactly what is going through her mind: surprise, shock, and other emotions she couldn’t put words to. Her jaw has dropped and her eyes are wide. “Harry called last night and wanted us to fit you into some Ace Sneakers for the tour.” 

“Lambert said that?” Aurora is confused, giddy and nervous, always nervous. She doesn’t even know how to accept a gift like this. She’d also be lying if she hadn’t been looking at these sneakers forever. 

“No, dear, Harry Styles.” Aurora is beyond caught off guard at this point. 

“I’m sorry, I think there must be a mistake. There’s no reason for Harry to be giving me anything.”

“He specifically called these in for you. I don’t know the details, he just wanted to make sure you walked out with the perfect fit.” She set 2 of the boxes down on a glass table and brought over the 3rd box. “I grabbed the 7.5, I’m normally pretty good at guessing.” 

“Well, you would be right.” Aurora laughs nervously. She slides off her boots in order to avoid the overwhelming thoughts in her head. She’s afraid if she doesn’t keep moving she might go into shock. She’s trying on the sneakers before she speaks up again, “Uhm,” Aurora starts to speak, “Does Harry, uh, do this often? I-I mean, uh call in for gifts?” 

“I wouldn’t say often, but I’ve fulfilled a few of his gifting requests over the past few years. Just a handful though. There really hasn’t been many, if I’m honest.” 

Aurora smiles to herself. She’s still confused about it all but still that same familiar feeling rushes through her when she’s reminded of Harry’s incredible kind demeanor. And before she knew it, she's walking out of Gucci with a smile on her face, a tingle in her fingers, a garment bag and not 2 but 3 boxes of shoes.

She’s setting up one last suit on the tall silver rolling rack before she checks her watch. 11:59. She made great time getting to Wembley after grabbing the pink plaid jacket and custom boots from Calvin Klein. There’s a light knock on the slightly ajar door seconds later. 

“‘Ello, love,” Harry’s voice booms through the small, concrete walled room. Aurora turns towards the door. “All ready!” He exclaims as he makes his way towards her. 

“Hi Harry,” Aurora responds before Harry has a hand at her waist and is placing a light kiss on the top of her cheek. 

“How’s your morning been?” He’s now made his way to the rolling rack she had just filled. 

“Good,” she wants to ask him about the shoes but she doesn’t know how to bring it up. “I did uh- I, I-”

“Can I try this one on?” Harry interrupts, suddenly distracted by the garments he hasn’t seen yet. She’s grabbing her book from the table across the room when she hears the sound of hangers hitting the floor. “Oooff,” there’s a chuckle that follows. “That one’s a bit slippery.” 

“Oh gosh, yeah I need to add some hanger loops to that one,” Aurora sets her book down and rushes over to pick up the fallen garments and hangers. Harry utters a few sorry’s before stepping away. She swears she hears him mumble about being in the way. Once she’s got the fallen garments gathered on the crook of her arm, she grabs a hanger adorn in the pink plaid Calvin suit. “That’s what you get for being so nosy,” she quips at him and hands him the suit. His jaw drops slightly but before he can say a thing Aurora’s speaking again, “Try this one on first, please.” Aurora lingers on the please and shoots him a sweet smile. “There’s a small room through there you can change in.” She turns around after motioning towards the door and sees that Harry already has his trousers down to his ankles. “Orrrr you can change right there.” 

“Oh, don’t wanna make you uncomfortable, darling,” he responds as you quickly turn away, sliding the plaid trousers all the way up and buttoning them just as fast.

“Oh no, you’re fine, don’t wanna be rude is all.” Aurora is flipping through her book finding the section for Stockholm. “The black ribbed tank was on the hanger with the jacket, yeah?” She asks as she skims over the page in front of her. He hums back letting her know it’s there. Aurora lifts up her coffee cup from earlier this morning to her lips, turning around to find Harry fully dressed in the Calvin Klein suit she picked up this morning. She frowns realising there’s no coffee left in her cup. 

“What?” Harry asks, his brows knitted together in concern after seeing the frown on her face. “Does it look that bad?” He’s messing with the way he’s tucked the shirt into the waistband of the trousers. 

Aurora giggles at his frantic hands. “Harry, nothing could look bad on you.” She shakes the empty cup in front of him. “I’m out of coffee.” 

“Well, that frown was badly timed. I’ve got a brand new suit on and that’s the first reaction I get?’ 

“Oh you’ll be fine, rockstar. Plenty of ego pumping in the near future,” Aurora quips backs at him as she makes a circle around him. “They did great with this one,” she’s pulling at the shoulders of the jacket so it sits just right on his broad frame. “How do the trousers feel?” She asks as she smooths down the fabric of the sleeves before rounding back to face Harry straight on. 

“The trousers? Yeah they feel good. Fit perfect, I think.” He’s pulled up the bottom of the jacket and is twisting his hips round. “Wha’ d’ya think?” 

“I think Calvin Klein knows exactly what he’s doing,” she says with a smirk. “Okay, that one’s all set, go ahead and put this one on now.” She hands him another pink jacket, this one velvet with embellishments and it has a Gucci tag on it rather than Calvin Klein. She hands him black trousers with a gold trim as well. “You’ll wear this with a button down but just try with the tank. I just need to make sure all the alterations were done properly.” 

“Did you stop at Gucci this morning? Lambert mentioned you were going,” he asks while handing her the plaid suit he just took off. Aurora busies herself with hanging them up. 

“Yeah. Got your loafers and boots. I also-”

“Oh nooooo, Aurora,” Harry’s voice is panicky. 

“Wha-,” is all she gets out before she sees and hears the beads rolling on the floor. “Ahhh I had a feeling that was going to happen. And THIS is why we try things on 100 times. Wouldn’t want you unraveling on stage.” She runs over to her kit that stands in the corner.

“I’m sorry, not sure what I did,” Harry’s face shows worry like he’s done something wrong. 

“Hun, you didn’t do anything, promise. I think it might have been from the alterations.” Aurora is tying a knot in a piece of thread before walking over to him. “I’m just gonna close this strand up while it’s on you and I’ll re embellish it later.” The piece that’s come undone is on the right shoulder. She slides her hand under the jacket to find the back of the spot she needs to fix. Her hand brushes the skin of his shoulder, reminding her he’s only wear the tank underneath and he flinches. “Sorry, my hands are probably cold. This will only take a second.” 

“S’alright, love.” There’s silence while she focuses on the work in front of her. Once she’s finished she carefully slips a small pair of gold scissors underneath the jacket and cuts the thread and needle she had been working with loose, detaching herself from Harry’s shoulder. “That was quick,” Harry says with a tone of surprise and Aurora thinks she can hear a little bit of disappointment as well. Aurora shrugs her shoulders in response. 

“Could you put on the black version of that jacket for me?” Aurora asks as she grabs a spool of black thread. “Think we might have the same problem with that one too.” She slides the needle she’s threaded with black thread onto the cuff of her sweater so she doesn’t lose it. She helps Harry into the black jacket and hangs up the one he just had on. 

“Aannddd there it is,” Harry says with chuckle as a strand of beads comes loose on his right sleeve. Aurora gets to work on the one on his sleeve as 2 more make themselves known on his back. “So you got my boots and loafers this morning? Up to anything else before I came in and ruined all the garments?” Aurora laughs and moves to his back to take care of the broken pieces there. 

“Uhm picked up that Calvin jacket and your custom boots. Let me tell you, those boots are glorious. The glossed leather with the steel tip will look incredible with your suits. ”

“Oh can I see them when we’re done?”

“‘Course you can!” There’s some silence between them again as she concentrates on the job in front of her. She catches a glimpse of the white gucci bags that are sitting by one of the wardrobe cases and it’s like those new sneakers are burning a hole in her head. It clicks in her head now that he’s been directing the conversation this way trying to get it out of her. “Hey Harry,” she’s met with a hum, “can I ask you about something?” She continues to work on the jacket, keeping her hands busy. She’s thankful that the strand she’s working on is on his back so she doesn’t have to make eye contact with him. 

“‘Course, Aurora.” 

“Uhm, at Gucci this morning, they uh, they fitted me for sneakers,” Harry hums in response, “and um, I-I, um, that was very kind of you.” She’s stuttering through her words. It wasn’t until now that she got a tinge of nervousness. “Y-you didn’t need to do that. Really.” 

“Aurora, I wanted to. And I thought you deserved some new shoes.” She can’t see his face but she can hear the smile that’s formed on his face. “We’ve got a few countries to trek around the next few months.” 

Moments later she’s finished repairing what she can and she’s sliding Harry’s jacket off his shoulders. “Thank you, Harry,” she says finally after the black jacket is hung back on its Gucci hanger on the rolling rack near them. “Seriously, too kind.” 

“No such thing as too kind, Ror,” he quips back and before she can comment on the nickname, he’s talking again. “Now what else do you need me to try on?” 

The afternoon goes by quickly and Harry is patient with her. He stands up straight in each new piece and asks questions about different things she’s making notes of or checking off of her thousands of lists. She checks her watch quickly as she’s making one last note. 

“How is it 3 o’clock already?” Aurora stammers out. “Sorry to take your entire afternoon from you.” 

“Don’t worry about it, Ror.” Harry’s pulling down the hem of his white tshirt he walked in wearing earlier today, “Nice to spend some time with ya and seems like you’ve been able to check a lot off your list.” 

“You probably have a list a mile long of things that need to be done this week too, though,” she rebuttals. “Or do you have someone to take care of those things for you?” she jokes. 

“Oh yeah, don’t remember their name, but I just tell them everything I need done and they do it for me.” The look on Aurora’s face is utter disgust, unable to politely react because she wasn’t expecting that answer.  There was no hint of sarcasm in Harry’s voice. Harry’s face is still and he’s silent for a moment before his nose scrunches up and a giggle erupted from his mouth. “Ror, I’m totally kidding.” He’s placed a hand on her shoulder now, rubbing his thumb soothingly. 

“Harry,” she’s giggling along now too, “you had me for a second.” 

Harry thanks her for her work and the time spent together today and leaves only after giving her a hug and a short kiss on her cheek. 

The next few days are spent hand stitching gold and silver beads onto those 2 Gucci jackets, labeling every single piece of the wardrobe and then organizing the giant crates for the travel managers to take and get ready to fly. She walks through all of the wardrobes multiple time and completes fittings with all of Harry’s band members as well. Brief 1 hour time frames are scheduled with each of them, Clare, Sarah, Adam and Mitch. Lambert pops in to make sure the final fittings went well and pays complements to Aurora’s new sneakers she’s sporting with a knowing look on his face. 

There’s one day left till the first tour stop and the arena is just about empty. The stage is packed up, the wardrobe crates have been taken from Aurora and the number of people in the arena is starting to dwindle down. Since everything is already loaded on a truck making its way to the airport Aurora didn’t have much to do today but she kept herself busy at the apartment she’s been at all week for the majority of the morning. She’s repacked multiple times getting everything to fit perfectly, almost committing the perfect folding techniques and order of adding things to her suitcase to memory. Everyone is to arrive at the airport early the next morning but Harry has arranged for a group lunch at the arena for one last collective meeting before the tour starts.

Aurora arrives a few minutes early to the lunch and says hello to a few crew members she’s gotten to know. Lambert is there too - seems that Harry has invited anyone who has helped with the prep of the tour regardless if they’re coming along or not. She also meets a few more new faces like Ayae, Harry’s hair and makeup stylist. She’s new to the tour group and hasn’t been needed for prep so this his her 1st time meeting a lot of the crew too. She sits down with Aurora and Lambert at a table and is engaging in a conversation about this and that when Harry comes up to the table with Jeff. Jeff is a familiar face to Aurora even though she has only interacted with him a few times.  Jeff always seems to be everywhere - Aurora always makes mental acknowledgment about how he is consistently working on something but always is seemingly available to everyone. 

Alicia, a woman probably in her late 30’s, is following Harry and Jeff with a grey rolling cart like you would see in an old cafeteria and it’s filled with large cardboard boxes. Aurora has met Alicia and remembers Lambert introducing her as the Tour Merchandise Manager. 

“Aurora, Ayae, Harry, great to see all of you! Doing alright, I assume?” Jeff asks while rounding the cart and reaching a hand in the box. 

“Got some tour sweatshirts for everyone, treat people with kindness and all that,” Harry adds in, running a hand through his hair. It isn’t until now that Aurora notices the length of his hair. It’s not as short as it was when she first met him but it’s nowhere near the length she remembers him having while still in One Direction. There is one curl that won’t stay back no matter how many times he runs his hand through it to push it back. The lone curl falls against his forehead one last time before he gives up. 

“Oh, very humble of you, Harry,” Ayae says with a chuckle while examining the sweatshirt Alicia had just given her.

It’s a plain black Champion hoodie with 2 small pieces of embroidery, 1 on the left of the chest and the other on the inside of the right arm. Ayae is referring to the large embroidered “Harry” on the chest. Underneath his name is ‘World Tour 2018’. Hah. He’s gotta love this shit. His name written on everything. Clothing, signs, his name is branded everywhere. 

“Heyyyyy,” Harry’s voice is slightly whiny, both of his eyes scrunch up and his brows furrow. The ‘hey’ turns into a giggle and they all laugh along with him. Harry then hands Aurora her sweatshirt. “Here ya go, Ror.” She thanks him softly after taking it from him. 

Post lunch, Harry, Jeff and a few others talk about how excited they are and how successful the prep went all week. The Head Travel Manager, Daniel, reminds everyone to double check their itinerary when they get home tonight and to double, triple, quadruple check they’ve packed everything. Harry yells something about making sure everyone’s got their passport cause “long story short” he forgot his once and it was not a day full of kindness. The large group chuckles at his little antidote before the room begins to clear out and everyone heads home to get ready to travel the next day. 

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[livrhodes]

olivia’s ballet career (1990-2010)

“a ballerina may appear fragile but she’s stronger than you think.”

notable roles

odette odile (swan lake) 

giselle (giselle)

the sugarplum fairy (the nutcracker)

kitri (don quixote)

princess aurora (the sleeping beauty) 

juliet (romeo and juliet) 

film credits

black swan (2010 film): natalie portman’s dance double

facts:

liv started dancing when she was 3 because it was a way for her to express herself since she was a shy child. took ballet, tap, and contemporary at tulip dance academy 

she had natural talent and knew she could make it as a professional ballerina when she was invited to juilliard’s summer intensive

at that point she gave up on school and almost failed out of high school oops 

as soon as she turned 18 she said fuck college and went to nyc to join the new york city ballet as a member of the corps

worked her way up and became a principal dancer by the time she was 21

made her debut as a principal as odette/odile in swan lake (may or may not have slept with the director ehehhe shh its her secret)

she became a well known dancer after that but her career was short lived when she decided to quit at 23 so she could go home and marry her high school sweetheart and start a family. it was more his decision but liv won’t actually say that. she gave up her dream for him :( 

acquired tulip dance academy when the old owner decided to sell it. it has now become her pride and joy. the studio offers youth classes at all levels as well as adult classes 

briefly came out of retirement in december 2020 to dance as the sugarplum fairy in charlotte ballet’s nutcracker