Buongiorno, my dearest Pink Tutu darlings! It's Emma here, your favourite Derbyshire girl turned Milanese ballerina, and I'm bubbling with excitement to share my adventures from the heart of Italy!
This week marks a monumental day - Wednesday, August 28th, 2002 - the day I finally made it to Milan, the city that breathes, eats, and dreams fashion! It's like stepping into a glossy magazine come to life, a whirlwind of glamour and stylish silhouettes. Just imagine a parade of stunning people gliding through cobbled streets, each outfit an artful expression. I can barely contain myself!
You know, my journey here started just like any other – with a delicious cuppa and a pink-tutu-themed outfit. A dash of blush pink sequins on my top, my trusty tulle skirt, and a pair of comfy ballerina flats – all set for the journey. I embraced the classic, glamorous train ride through the English countryside – a little bit of British charm before arriving in this buzzing Italian metropolis!
Oh, and let's talk about the journey! I know it might seem cliché, but there's something absolutely magical about taking a train ride. Gazing out of the window at the world zipping by – rolling green hills, quaint villages, and the occasional charming farmhouse – is a kind of escapism I adore.
Let’s dive into what's on my Milan itinerary:
Firstly, a ballet class at Teatro alla Scala, a legendary venue known as the "La Scala". The mere mention of its name sends shivers down the spine of any ballet enthusiast, and I'm no exception!
My toes are practically tingling in anticipation for the experience. I can picture the beautifully worn wood floors, the plush red velvet seats, the exquisite murals, and of course, the graceful movements of the dancers. Can you feel the anticipation? It's electric!
Later this week, I'm off to the Museo del Costume e della Moda – a treasure trove of fashion history. I'm hoping for a glimpse of the dramatic, ethereal creations from the early 20th century, maybe even a vintage tutu or two!
Then there's Shopping! Oh, the shopping! How can one resist the allure of the Via Monte Napoleone? My Pink Tutu senses are already tingling – I can imagine finding the perfect pink sequined handbag, a statement pink feather boa, or maybe even a delightful, fluffy pink tutu. Just thinking about it is making me giddy!
I must mention… you can’t leave Milan without experiencing a classic Milanese tram ride. There's something utterly charming about the creaking, rumbling of a traditional tram as it weaves through the city. And let's be honest, a little pink tulle peeking out from my window always adds a touch of whimsical flair, doesn't it?
But this isn't just about exploring the city and buying pretty things, it's about soaking in the atmosphere, the creativity, and the passion that oozes from every corner. Milan isn’t just a city, it's an experience. It's about feeling the pulse of artistic energy, about immersing yourself in the history and beauty that unfolds before you.
And I'm going to take you with me on this exciting journey, dear readers! This week, I'm going to do my best to capture the essence of Milan and share it with you – the sights, the sounds, the scents, and the vibrant life pulsing through the streets.
Speaking of which, I have an exciting idea... imagine Milan adorned in pink tutus! A wave of soft tulle billowing through the wind, a whimsical swirl of pink adding a touch of magic to this already enchanting city. Can you picture it? It’s going to happen, my dears. And who knows, maybe you'll join me in my next #PinkTutuMilan adventure!
Stay tuned for more from this fabulous city, And remember, stay twirling!
Love, Emma x
