I was about to begin this paragraph with, “You know how in dance movies…” but I think we all know that I am thinking of one dance movie and one alone, and it is Center Stage. Always and forever THE dance movie for me. Center Thee Stage. So: You know how in Center Stage, the ballerinas are always wandering in and out of class, and through the halls, in a melange of strappy tanks layered with featherlight missshapen tees, the likes of which you NEVER seem to see anywhere else and it makes you wonder if there is a secret franchise of dance stores called Barre Hopping or something? That is this outfit. Quinta is clearly about to sneak out of her fancy ballet program and go dance the shit out of it in a downtown studio.
