he last time I wore ribbons in my hair, I was also wearing a leotard and tights; as a kid at ballet school, I would often decorate my slicked-back bun with elaborate satin bows. They matched the ribbons I crisscrossed along my ankles, binding my pointe shoes to my feet, and the stretchy belts my classmates and I wrapped around our waists. My may have been insufficiently turned out, but when I pinned on my favourite pale blue ribbons, at least I could be confident that the back of my
