Mum sent the photos over. Here are some of the outfits that were sewn or cobbled together so that I could prance around on a stage and wear insane amounts of make-up as a student at the Rita Owen Theatre Dance School. I use the word ‘student’ loosely. Dance classes were just what my sisters and I were made to do on a Saturday morning to get us out of the house.
So many questions spring to mind.
- What nun wears that amount of blusher?
- When did Oliver Twist workhouse boys ever wear that amount of blusher?
- Why is one of the Dickensian ‘boys’ using a plant pot as a gruel bowl? Is that the best they could do?
- What sicko decided it would be a good idea to make us wear disco decorations as dance outfits?
Youth. Sometimes it should remain locked in a cupboard…