#PinkTutuMilan Wednesday 2012-05-30 ballet blog from Milano Italia

Buongiorno, darling readers! It's Emma here, your friendly neighbourhood ballerina blogger, back from a whirlwind week in Milan, the city that has stolen my heart and filled it with fashion, fun, and the sweet scent of springtime.

This week, Milan has been painted a symphony of pink. No, I'm not talking about the infamous Duomo (though it does look rather fetching in the setting sun!). I'm talking about me, the ultimate pink tutu princess, who has landed in the Italian capital of style and sophistication. My pink tulle is catching the eye of Milanese fashionistas wherever I go, and you wouldn't believe the compliments I've been getting! It's almost enough to make me blush - if I weren't wearing my trusty blusher, that is!

I've always been a fan of the Italian way of life - the romance, the passion, the flair for fashion. But it wasn't until recently that I was able to make the leap across the channel and finally set foot on Italian soil. As I sat on the Eurostar, a steaming cuppa in my hand, I could almost hear the music of Milan calling me to embrace a life of dolce vita.

And embrace it I did! Upon arrival, the first thing I did was hop on a charming old tram, which took me through the cobbled streets, past magnificent Renaissance buildings and buzzing markets. My senses were overloaded with the aromas of fresh pastries and the sounds of laughter echoing off the ancient stone. Oh, and did I mention that there were people with a definite flair for fashion - like myself! Every passerby was an embodiment of the stylish Milanese spirit, wearing their clothes like art, radiating an undeniable "je ne sais quoi" that had me enthralled.

Naturally, a ballet obsessed soul like me couldn't miss a performance by the world-renowned Teatro alla Scala. I mean, the place has been drawing crowds to witness spectacular ballets since the 18th century! And trust me, it was just as amazing as the hype suggested. From the glittering chandeliers to the grand red velvet seats, the entire theater was like a fairytale palace.

The show itself was exquisite. I was enchanted by the fluid grace of the dancers and mesmerized by the powerful storytelling in the choreography. There were moments of breathtaking beauty that sent chills down my spine, leaving me completely awe-struck. It was truly a ballet lover's dream. And I'll let you in on a little secret: after the curtain fell, I snagged a quick peek behind the scenes - which, naturally, I will keep exclusively for my Pink Tutu Diary followers! You’ll have to come back next week for a glimpse of those exclusive backstage secrets!

But of course, a trip to Milan wouldn't be complete without a good dose of fashion indulgence! From the world-famous Via Montenapoleone to the eclectic shops of Brera, Milan is a shopper's paradise. Oh, and did I mention the street style? I've never seen such an incredible blend of classic and modern looks! Everywhere I looked, I saw style icons on two legs!

There are enough gorgeous shops, galleries, and boutiques to satisfy even the most avid fashionista. I was in my element, exploring hidden alleyways, uncovering hidden vintage gems, and indulging in a little window shopping, too! Let's just say my credit card is slightly more… petite than before, but I have some fabulous new outfits to show for it! Plus, it's a sacrifice I'm willing to make for fashion!

I even discovered a quaint little atelier where they created their own beautiful bespoke ballet shoes, and oh my gosh, it was pure bliss. The softest leather, the most intricate details! I almost forgot about the pink tutus for a moment, until I realised that they'd actually make the most fantastic base for my tutu-wearing escapades. I mean, every pink tutu princess needs a glamorous pair of shoes!

While fashion and ballet reigned supreme during my time in Milan, there was no chance I was going to neglect the amazing cuisine. It's one of the most important elements of the Italian experience! From pasta perfection in cozy trattorias to decadent gelaterias overflowing with flavour, every meal was an explosion of taste and aroma. I even managed to find a little pasticceria, tucked away down a charming cobblestone street, which sold the most adorable pastel macarons, adorned with intricate designs - which made them even prettier than the amazing tutus I already own, although not quite as comfortable!

Speaking of treats, I’ll let you in on another secret: if you ever visit Milan, find the rooftop of the Museo del Novecento, and grab a glass of Prosecco! The view is phenomenal! This hidden gem offered panoramic views across Milan, showing off the skyline and making my heart sing with the sheer beauty of it all.

Throughout my stay in Milan, I’ve been spreading the love of the pink tutu far and wide. I've received so many surprised and delighted smiles from strangers as they pass me by. There was even a young girl in a park, gazing longingly at my tulle skirt, so I sat down and showed her some fun spins and pirouettes! She beamed with delight! I think my tutu-wearing mission is making a little progress.

Now, some might think wearing a pink tutu is a bit much, but for me, it's all about celebrating a little joy and embracing the girly side of life. And let me tell you, it's incredibly liberating to dance through the streets of Milan, in all your sparkly tutu glory. If you ask me, the world could use a little more pink! And there's nothing that says “bold, beautiful, and whimsical” better than a pink tutu!

So, darlings, keep those pink tutus spinning! Let’s share our love for dancing, fashion, and the joy of embracing life with open arms and a cheerful heart.

Stay fabulous, stay twirling, and always remember to rock your pink tutu. I’ll be back next week with a fresh round of tales, travels, and of course, more tutus! Until next time, ciao bella!