I'm not really sure what I think about this photo. It's simple and the composition isn't even all that great--the crop above the ankle isn't what I've been taught to believe as "conventional." But something about the pearly ballet shoes against the dark wooded background dismisses the other imperfections. That, and I have a huge respect for my friend Molly who can endure standing on her toes for prolonged amounts of time.  I seriously admire her for that.