I must admit, my chest burned sweet watching a few of us on that stage, shining like we always belonged. these were spaces that silenced us once, taught us to whisper our brilliance small. and still, we stood there pieces of home stitched into the spotlight, laughing like we owned the dream, rooted in rooms that once shut their doors. for one night, I didn’t ask to be seen. I simply was. #swanlake #ballet #LAphil #Hollywoodbowl