by Georgette Gouveia

February 1, 2012

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Megan Fairchild and Andrew Veyette in George Balanchine’s “Allegro Brillante” at the New York City Ballet. Photograph by Paul Kolnik

Megan Fairchild and Andrew Veyette in George Balanchine’s “Allegro Brillante” at the New York City Ballet. Photograph by Paul Kolnik

Megan Fairchild and Andrew Veyette have been married to each other many times.

In “Coppélia.”

In “The Magic Flute.”

In…well, you get the idea. The New York City Ballet principals are pros at playing characters who tie the knot onstage (after some balletic Sturm und Drang) and then seal the deal in a grand pas de deux.

But when it came to the first dance at their own real-life wedding last summer at Crabtree’s Kittle House in Chappaqua, it was a case of four left feet.

“If it’s not choreographed, we just bump into each other,” Andrew says, adding that their choice of a song, The Carpenters’ “Close to You,” didn’t help.

“It was cute, but too long.”

“We’re normally playing before a huge impersonal audience,” Megan says. “But this was in front of our family and friends,” she adds of the 80 attendees.

Andrew agrees: “It’s hard to be performing that long when you’re not playing a character.”

Still, despite their reservations about their first dance as husband and wife – it’s hard to imagine that it was anything but elegant – the couple had the country wedding of their dreams on July 24 in the terraced gardens of the Kittle House, a sunny, timbered inn that dates from 1790.

“It was like getting married at home,” Andrew says, referring to their Dobbs Ferry abode, which dates from 1867. “It was charming, vintage. We’re not modern people.”

Indeed, chatting with Megan and Andrew, you get the sense that you are in the presence of old souls. They live on a block whose other residents have been there seemingly forever. They bought their house from people who had lived there a long time, as had the previous owners. Continuity is important to the couple, who are the parents of two low-key basset hounds, 8-year-old Norman and 2-year-old Trudy.

Perhaps even more important is the oasis of bucolic calm that Westchester affords the pair of high-flying Manhattan performers.

Previously, they lived in Manhattan and Brooklyn. But, Megan says, “We felt as if we never got to rest.”

Now they have their private nest as well as a straightforward commute down the Saw Mill and Henry Hudson parkways to Lincoln Center’s David H. Koch Theater, the City Ballet’s home. It’s already a well-feathered nest: Despite the house’s age, it is in mint condition, Megan says, adding that they made some improvements to the outside since they are both outdoorsy types.

by Georgette Gouveia

February 1, 2012

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