The second feis I attended with only my family. We were visiting my grandma, so she and my uncle came along. He took many of the pictures.
I opted out of hardshoe despite placing 1st, 2nd and 3rd in my three softshoe dances at the largest competition I've ever attended. It was hot and dusty and I was generally not having much fun being with people who didn't fully understand the world I was dancing in.
Me and my dad before the competitions began. Somehow, I managed to get out of that sweatshirt without peeling the wig off.