Category: mom

I was serious about ballet for a long time, but my mom got me into tap and jazz and modern and hip-hop, and I was one of those over-lessoned children.

My mother stopped working when she had my brother. She was a full time mom until I started getting heavily into ice skating lessons, and it got to the point where they really needed my mom to earn an income.

My mom is in the navy and my dad works for the army, but I never called them ‘sir’ or ‘ma’am’ or anything like that, and we never really moved around a lot because both my parents were stationed in D.C.

I dyed my hair blonde when I was 14. My mom was not happy. But I love being blonde.

They very seldom let me lose my cool. They made me like I was Polly Perfect, which was ridiculous so that when I bump into kids on the street they’d say ‘I wish my Mom were like you.’

There was a point – when I was a kid – where I said I wanted to be like Luke Skywalker, with blond hair and blue eyes. My mom right there told me to never be ashamed of who I am.

My mom told me to do whatever I wanted to do and don’t get too anxious about it.

When I see my mom in the stands, it always pushes me to succeed.