I switching to ballet, but my legs don't seem to be suited for it. Should I lose weight?... Carrot legs...

Questioning whether ballet fits the body becomes a sensuous exploration in these images: worn tights, stocking seams tracing long legs, and bare arches flexing with tentative grace. The camera lingers on the feet — calves wrapped in delicate fabric, toes slightly callused yet undeniably alluring, and the honest beauty of legs that have lived. Muscular definition and soft curves both find their place under nylon, with each frame suggesting movement and restraint. This series embraces adult fantasies about ballet aesthetics — not as strict critique but as erotic appreciation: the way stockings cling after practice, the faint dusting of sweat on soles, and the intimate sight of feet conditioned by dedication. Rather than focusing on weight loss or shame, the images celebrate tactile appeal and the seductive poetry of worn hosiery and bare skin.