Hello my lovely pink tutu enthusiasts! It's Emma here, back from a fabulous journey to London and brimming with excitement! As you all know, I'm a firm believer that life's too short to take yourself too seriously, and what better way to celebrate life than by twirling around in a pink tutu? 😉
This week's adventure was a train trip, which, as you all know, is my favourite way to travel! I'm lucky to live in Derbyshire, just a hop and a skip from a beautiful station and a couple of hours away from London. I packed my trusty travel bag, complete with a sparkling pink tutu for my London outings, a copy of my favourite ballet book, a few carefully chosen outfits (because even a ballerina needs to mix things up!) and, of course, my trusty notepad and camera!
As the train pulled into London Euston station, I felt that familiar buzz of excitement – this city truly is the centre of the world. From the bustling platforms to the ornate architecture of the station, every corner of London pulses with life. The air vibrates with the echoes of countless stories – the clanging of street performers, the rumble of double-decker buses, the excited chatter of shoppers. There's nothing quite like it.
London Delights: Friday Frocktails!
I decided to make the most of my day in the city and dive headfirst into all its wonderful offerings. This Friday, 3rd March, saw the premiere of “Giselle” at the Royal Opera House, but I was all booked for my own little “Giselle” in London! After all, a girl needs a proper dose of theatre in the city, right? 🩰
The day started with a quick jaunt to a fabulously flamboyant dress shop – a hidden gem I'd discovered on one of my previous trips. I confess I was instantly drawn to a gorgeous blush pink sequined dress with the most fabulous feather detail! Oh, how I love a good shopping spree. My pocketbook might grumble, but my soul sings! It’s important to remember, darling, that even a ballerina can't live on ballet alone! 😉
My next stop? A delightful café for lunch! I must confess I'm rather partial to a spot of afternoon tea and sandwiches, so this was the perfect break from the busy London streets. I ordered my favourite Earl Grey with a generous dollop of clotted cream (because every ballerina deserves a treat) and then treated myself to a couple of decadent cupcakes. Mmm... cake, shopping, and pink tutus? That’s a formula for a fabulous Friday.
Tutu Trouble in Covent Garden
From there, I headed to the charming district of Covent Garden. Let me tell you, London’s streets can be incredibly busy, even on a Friday! As I weaved my way through the crowds, a slight mishap occurred - a strong gust of wind managed to lift my precious pink tutu from its perch in my bag. My heart leaped into my throat. Imagine! A ballerina with a missing tutu! A disaster!
Luckily, I was saved by a kind gentleman who, spotting my panicked expression, kindly pointed out a nearby tailor's shop. What a lucky escape! After a swift fix, I was back in business. Not only did I avoid the ultimate wardrobe malfunction, but I had also found the most delightful haberdashery tucked away in the hustle and bustle! (Perhaps it's no surprise that a fellow who loves sewing saved the day!) I swear, the charm of this city never ceases to amaze me!
My next stop was a trip to a famous flower market – a place buzzing with colour, fragrance, and an air of celebration. From vibrant geraniums to elegant orchids, it was a riot of beauty. I bought a little posy of blush pink roses – they just scream ballerina elegance! They now adorn my table, bringing a touch of London to my little corner of Derbyshire.
Evening Entertainment in The West End
Later in the evening, I joined the theatre crowd and witnessed the sheer spectacle that is London’s West End. My eyes sparkled with the magic of the lights, the energy of the performers, and the awe-inspiring scenery! There's a reason why the theatre scene in London is world-renowned. I was mesmerised. The stories that unfolded before me on the stage brought tears, laughter, and inspiration, and for a few magical hours, the worries of everyday life seemed to fade away. The world felt like a wonderful, shimmering stage.
Dancing The Night Away
And speaking of stage, no London adventure would be complete without a spot of dancing! I spent my final hours in a vibrant little cabaret bar in the heart of London's bustling night scene. Now, I’m not saying I was wearing my pink tutu - although, the temptation was certainly there! But I can assure you, I felt every bit the dancing diva with a twinkle in my eye and my favourite playlist blasting. There's just something so liberating about the feeling of music washing over you, transporting you into a world of carefree joy.
And with that, my London adventure was at an end! I’m back home, filled with so many happy memories, ready to get back into my practice, fuelled by the London inspiration! I’m always eager to share my travels with you, so do check back in next Friday for another Pink Tutu Blog post, brimming with exciting new adventures! Remember to keep spreading that pink tutu magic and to always embrace the joy of dancing! 💕
