My eldest daughter, Hannah, had her Grade 2 ballet exam yesterday afternoon. While we were working this morning, JJ and I were chatting about our exams and how nervous we used to get. The main problem were the examiners, who came across as exceedingly gruff and critical, although they were probably really lovely people. There was Mr Rubenstein, whom all the ballet students nicknamed Mr Frankenstein, who once terrified JJ by shouting at her midway through an exam "Do you not know how to count, child" Another examiner who stands out in our memory was Miss Morgan, who appeared to us teenage girls to be ninety if she was a day. She wore her grey hair in a very severe bun, spoke in an extremely posh English accent, and spent the whole exam with her nose in the air peering at you through her half-glasses. I believe they are a lot more friendly and approachable now. Hannah certainly didn't show as many nerves as we used to.
While we were talking we decided to experiment with a new vintage paper design for our range of cards, and in honour of the occasion came up with this little ballerina. After experimenting with different colours and hairstyles, they all developed their own little personalities, and some of them are now donning party dresses and day wear!