#PinkTutuMilan Wednesday 2018-10-17 ballet blog from Milano Italia

Ciao bellas! It’s Emma here, back from a whirlwind week in the glamorous fashion capital of Milan. As I pen this, my head’s still swimming with all the stunning sights and sounds, and I’m pretty sure my bank account’s still a bit faint from the shopping spree.

You know me, I couldn’t resist the allure of Milan, its history echoing through ancient buildings, its energy radiating through cobbled streets, and its style oozing from every chic storefront. The only problem? Trying to pick just one pink tutu for the perfect Milan look! Let me tell you, a tutu-wearing ballerina can't help but be in her element here, surrounded by so much creativity and flair.

I decided to travel to Milan in style, of course! A sleeper train from Derbyshire to London was the perfect start. My pink tutu had a prime seat next to the window, gazing out at the countryside as we sped through the night. It was the ultimate train journey with my trusted travel companion, feeling like the first scene of a magical ballet production!

Landing in Milan, I hopped onto a vibrant, yellow tram, my pink tutu a splash of colour against the city’s muted grey palette. My phone was busy snapping pics, and you can bet the whole carriage had eyes on me! Milan, a city of high fashion and a heart full of magic – this felt like coming home!

Right, let’s talk shopping! My dear readers, I could have lived inside that giant department store, Rinascente, forever. The glass ceilings were like a fairytale, the lights reflecting on the designer handbags – talk about a ballerina’s fantasy! And just imagine, I spotted the most exquisite pink tutus nestled amidst a rack of gowns, the perfect statement for my evening out. My shopping haul this week included the most vibrant pink silk scarf, a pair of ballerina pumps adorned with dazzling crystals, and a dress that swirled and spun like a graceful waltz. The style of Milan – you could practically hear the music in the air!

After all that retail therapy, it was time to stretch those ballet legs. You won’t believe this: I found this incredible outdoor ballet performance, right in the heart of Piazza del Duomo, the vibrant centre of Milan. People were captivated by the dancers, their stories unfolding under the bright Italian sun. It was absolutely magical to see the streets come alive with dance and beauty. The perfect blend of modern energy and classic elegance - I'd found my dancing heartbeat in Milan.

Every stop in Milan was a treat for the senses! The food, oh the food! It was as colourful and diverse as the city itself. From rich cappuccinos and croissants for breakfast to traditional pasta dishes and perfectly roasted meats for dinner, every meal was a delightful exploration of Italian cuisine. The smells of freshly baked bread wafting from every corner and the sights of colorful produce spilling out from bustling markets - pure sensory heaven!

But there’s more! Milan's a haven for art and culture. From the awe-inspiring art at the Pinacoteca di Brera, showcasing breathtaking masterpieces, to the incredible Renaissance art at the Palazzo Reale, the city is truly a treasure trove of beauty. Each art gallery offered a unique perspective on the human experience, reminding me that dance, too, is an art form. It was a truly immersive experience that brought all these incredible elements together – fashion, dance, art, food. The whole week just felt like one beautifully choreographed performance!

As I explored Milan’s hidden alleys and lively squares, I stumbled upon a small dance studio nestled between a florist and a bakery. Drawn by the infectious energy of the dancers within, I couldn't help but step inside. The studio buzzed with life, students of all ages learning, growing, and expressing themselves through movement. My heart soared as I watched them move with grace and passion. You know me, a tutu-wearing ballerina is never too old to take a class. After all, the dance floor is an endless playground! It felt wonderful to finally put on my pointe shoes and share my passion with fellow dance enthusiasts in a completely new place. I met a young girl named Carla there who shared my love of tutus! We’ll be meeting again soon. It’s fantastic to find like-minded dancers in every corner of the world!

The whole experience was pure magic, filled with wonder, excitement, and a sense of adventure that had me swirling through the city with the lightness of a feather. I felt so inspired by Milan's energy, the beauty of its people, the stories it whispered in every corner, and the vibrant heartbeat that resonated within me. My dear readers, Milan had captured a special part of my heart, filling it with joy and inspiration.

Milan had shown me that life is a continuous dance. We all have the ability to move with grace, express ourselves with passion, and share our unique story with the world. In every encounter, every glimpse of beauty, every sip of delicious espresso, every performance under a vibrant Italian sky, there was an opportunity to learn, grow, and move forward, one twirling, sparkling step at a time.

Of course, a week wasn’t enough to fully experience the magic of Milan. This just sets the stage for my next visit, my tutu waiting impatiently on my doorstep, eager for a second dance. Until then, dear readers, don’t forget to spread a little pink tutu magic wherever you go.

Stay glamorous!

Lots of love, Emma

P.S. Don’t forget to catch my new blog post each Monday on www.pink-tutu.com - where the passion for tutus and dance never stops. You’re always welcome to join the party and share your stories, your journeys, and your pink tutu moments with me! Let’s paint the world pink together, one twirl at a time!