#PinkTutuMilan Wednesday 2021-08-25 ballet blog from Milano Italia

Ciao bella! It’s Wednesday, 25th August, and I’m back in Milan, ready to share another week of twirling adventures with you. This week was bursting with colour, creativity, and enough glitter to satisfy a lifetime. You know how much I love to share my life with you all, from the delicate pliés of a ballet class to the high kicks of a stage performance, and of course, my latest pink tutu obsession. Grab your favourite pink ballet shoes, a steaming cuppa, and let's step into my Italian ballet world.

Milan – it truly is the fashion capital of the world, but don’t just take my word for it! Just one look around Piazza del Duomo, a sea of beautifully dressed people, and you’ll see what I mean. And you know me, always ready to soak up the inspiration. From the vibrant window displays on Via della Spiga to the sleek silhouettes at the Armani flagship store, every corner whispered "fashion". Of course, I had to dive headfirst into this pink-tinted fashion fiesta! My heart skipped a beat as I entered "La Boutique des Tutu", an absolutely gorgeous little shop brimming with tutus in every colour imaginable! Pink was definitely my colour of choice, naturally. But let’s face it, one can never have enough tutus, can we?

No trip to Milan is complete without hopping onto one of their charming trams. The rumbling, clanging, and the occasional honking make for an entirely unique soundtrack to my travels! I adore the way the tram glides through the streets, passing by the iconic Duomo, a true spectacle of art and architecture.

For me, there’s an indescribable magic about riding these old, vintage trams, feeling the energy of the city pulsing beneath my feet, and spotting little moments of everyday life unfolding in the windows opposite. It truly makes the city feel so much more alive. Especially with my pink tutu swaying in the breeze! It was a picture of utter bliss!

As I am a true ballerina at heart, it was impossible to resist seeing a ballet performance while in Milan. I knew, just knew, there would be an inspiring show happening here. And I wasn’t wrong. This week, I was captivated by "La Traviata" at Teatro alla Scala. My goodness, this was an absolute show-stopper!

I couldn't believe how effortlessly the ballerinas floated across the stage, every move, every graceful bend of their bodies filled with so much emotion and precision. Their costumes, simply stunning. I especially loved the shimmering gowns worn by the chorus - a symphony of sparkling beauty! The theatre itself felt as if it were transporting me back in time with its opulent design and the air charged with anticipation. The music, the dance, the passion, every element resonated within my soul.

I’ll confess, there were a couple of moments when I felt tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. The emotion poured onto the stage was that powerful. It was like a powerful current running through the audience, connecting us to each other and to the beauty of ballet itself. As the final notes of the music faded and the lights slowly dimmed, I was left with a profound sense of gratitude. It's these kinds of experiences that make the magic of the dance truly come alive!

A ballerina's journey, my dear friends, doesn't end at a performance! It continues in the rehearsal room, with every step, every stretch, every drop of sweat. I am forever seeking new experiences and finding ways to nurture my passion for the dance. And I found that this week in the heart of Milan. I discovered a quaint little ballet school called "Scuola di Danza". It was a delightful surprise.

The moment I walked through the door, the smell of polished wood floors and the echoing sounds of pointe shoes meeting the floor felt like coming home. Stepping into the studio, I found myself amidst a beautiful blend of styles - ballet, contemporary, and even jazz, each style a testament to the ever-evolving world of dance. It was like a small world unto itself. As I joined the ballet class, I found a teacher who challenged me in all the right ways, pushing me further than I thought possible. Every tendu, every relevé felt like a joyful discovery! My fellow classmates, a group of enthusiastic individuals from diverse backgrounds, created such a wonderful atmosphere of mutual respect and encouragement. We were a little family united by the joy of dance.

And who could forget the amazing outfit I donned for class - you guessed it, my trusty pink tutu! A touch of playful confidence amidst the elegance of ballet practice. Let me tell you, my tutu wasn't the only one catching some attention! My teacher, a charming woman named Francesca, couldn’t resist commenting on my choice of garment. We giggled a little, shared stories, and even discussed the joy of finding new and unique ways to express yourself. It was a heartwarming moment!

Okay, so let’s be honest, every girl needs some retail therapy now and then. And being in Milan? That’s an invitation I simply can’t resist! This city breathes fashion – a symphony of styles, colours, and textures, waiting to be discovered. The boutiques overflowed with gorgeous clothing - beautiful textures, captivating fabrics. This is where the "pink-tutu girl" goes wild! I found myself a new dress, a vintage skirt that stole my heart, and a new pair of pink pumps – they made my heart sing! But wait, there’s more! Of course, there were a few shops filled with absolutely adorable tutus, each one more fabulous than the last! But as always, pink, my favourite colour, was a must-have! I was literally swimming in pink!

Milan's gastronomic scene was a delight. The city is overflowing with delicious little cafés and restaurants, filled with the sounds of laughter, chatter, and the heavenly aromas of fresh Italian food. From perfectly cooked pasta with rich tomato sauce, melt-in-your-mouth tiramisu, to slices of the most succulent focaccia, I could not get enough!

My evenings in Milan were just as charming as the days! I got together with a group of other dancers I had met at a recent performance. I love meeting new people with similar passions, swapping stories about our ballet journey. We laughed, we shared dreams, and we created our own little pink tutu dance party in the corner of a cafe, of course!

Train journeys are part of the travel experience I cherish! They’re not just about getting from point A to point B. They’re an opportunity to relax, to enjoy the changing scenery, and even strike up a conversation with interesting people. The rhythmic hum of the train is the perfect soundtrack for lost in a good book or gazing out at the world rushing by. A few hours on a train allows for me to simply unwind and appreciate the simplicity of a journey. It was all I needed to refresh and feel rejuvenated for the week ahead.

This week was another magical adventure, proving that my "pink-tutu world" is full of exciting experiences, heartfelt connections, and a never-ending stream of joy! Milan, you’ve stolen a piece of my heart. Until next week, I wish you all a happy and beautiful week, filled with twirling joy. Ciao!

Don't forget to check out my website for more pink tutu adventures at www.pink-tutu.com. See you next week, my fellow pink tutu lovers!

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