#PinkTutuMilan Wednesday 2022-08-10 ballet blog from Milano Italia

Buongiorno, darlings! It's your favourite pink tutu-wearing ballerina, Emma, back with another exciting post from the fashion capital of the world - Milano, Italia! This week I've been twirling around this beautiful city like a leaf caught in a whirlwind. The sunshine, the stylish locals, the breathtaking architecture, and the energy of this place, it's simply intoxicating! And let's not forget, a good helping of shopping and ballet, of course!

Now, you know me, I love my Derbyshire. Those green rolling hills and the crisp air, that's home for me. But when I need a dose of Parisian chic with Italian flair, Milan always calls my name. It's the place where style meets artistry and the streets practically sing a song of grace and elegance.

This week, I arrived in style, of course - with a bright pink tutu (because what's a trip to Italy without a touch of pink? Think blushing rose petals, Aperol Spritzes, and endless romance!). This time I opted for the train from Florence, taking in the stunning Tuscan countryside as the sun painted the rolling hills in warm gold and hues of ochre. The train journey is always such a treat, allowing me to relax and watch the world pass by from my window seat, jotting down ideas for my next ballet routine and contemplating the vibrant fashion scene. And let's not forget the fantastic food served on the train! Every bite is a flavour explosion, and it always sets the mood for a day of exploration and fun.

My first stop? The Duomo! Imagine, this magnificent gothic cathedral towering over the city, a masterpiece of stained glass, marble, and intricate detail. And to think it was designed to make me look good! Just kidding, darling, but let’s face it, the Duomo makes any pink tutu look even more spectacular. I spent the afternoon basking in the warm Italian sunshine and getting some amazing shots with the cathedral as my backdrop - my pink tutu and I made a beautiful pair, if I do say so myself.

Speaking of making pairs, nothing compliments a good shopping spree better than a plate of pasta! So, naturally, my afternoon was filled with both. Shopping for ballet clothes in Milano is truly a treat. I always make sure to visit my favourite designer boutiques, soaking in the atmosphere and admiring the impeccable craftsmanship. I picked up a stunning pair of lilac ballet shoes (they perfectly complement my new blush-coloured leotard) and a beautiful new silk scarf (with delicate pink embroidery, naturally) to accessorise my outfits. Who doesn't love a touch of femininity?

My shopping adventure culminated at a charming little trattoria nestled in a hidden courtyard. With flickering candlelight, the air was filled with the aroma of freshly baked bread, oregano, and basil. I savored every bite of the spaghetti alla carbonara, a perfect blend of creamy goodness and perfectly al dente pasta. The flavours, the ambiance - just pure Italian magic!

No trip to Milano is complete without indulging in its vibrant ballet scene! I was particularly thrilled to attend a performance at the Teatro alla Scala - an architectural masterpiece with breathtaking grandeur and incredible acoustics. I took my place among the audience, mesmerized by the swirling skirts of the dancers and their seemingly effortless movements, a kaleidoscope of elegance and grace. The passion and artistry on stage were truly infectious, inspiring me to twirl back home and practise my pirouettes with renewed energy.

The theatre's intimate setting allowed me to feel truly connected to the performance. It wasn't just the captivating choreography, the powerful emotions the dancers conveyed, but the very air itself - the symphony of sighs, the gentle rustle of silk, the palpable anticipation before the curtain fell. It was a transformative experience. It made me realize the universal power of ballet to connect us all, regardless of language or culture.

And the ballet never seems complete without a little after-show chatter. Over a glass of sparkling prosecco at a chic café, I met some fellow ballet enthusiasts. We exchanged stories, tips, and a healthy dose of excitement about the ballet scene in Milano - it truly is a community of passionate, artistic souls. I found myself absorbed in the conversation, enthralled by their experiences and eager to share mine. It's amazing to be part of such a connected and supportive community, a shared love for ballet transcends geographical boundaries, uniting us all in a common passion.

As the days melt into evenings, I love wandering through the city streets. Milan's cityscape at dusk is simply magical. The air is cool, with just a whisper of warmth from the fading sun. I find myself enchanted by the city's twinkling lights, the intricate details of ancient buildings, and the romantic feel of cobblestone streets echoing with laughter and chatter. The smell of fresh pasta cooking, the sound of distant laughter, and the melodic buzz of Vespa scooters creates a vibrant soundtrack that only Milano can offer.

Of course, a dance under the Milky Way is a must for every ballerina in the city. With my pink tutu fluttering around me like a magical canopy, I joined a group of locals for a casual street dance session under the open sky. The air is electric, pulsating with music and the joyful abandon of dancing bodies. The rhythmic thrumming of salsa, the mesmerizing beats of tango, the lively bursts of street jazz, it’s all here, under the shimmering Milanese stars. Every night is a kaleidoscope of energy, passion, and art. It’s the kind of vibrant nightlife that could only exist in this extraordinary city.

And speaking of energy, my legs might be screaming at this point, but my heart is overflowing. I feel a rush of exhilaration, as I find myself connecting with new people from all walks of life. It’s this kind of spirit that makes Milan feel like a true home away from home for a ballet-loving soul like me. It's not just about the dance; it’s about the camaraderie, the energy, the love for life. It’s something you can only find when you throw yourself into the magic of this vibrant city.

Every visit to Milano leaves me with a sense of wonder, a surge of creative inspiration, and an overflowing heart. It’s a city that captures the essence of life itself, celebrating art, passion, and joy in all its magnificent forms. Whether it’s exploring its architectural marvels, immersing myself in its vibrant shopping scene, or witnessing the enchanting world of ballet at the Teatro alla Scala, this city never fails to amaze me. And then there’s the undeniable allure of a stroll under the shimmering Milanese stars, where the cobbled streets hum with music, and the air crackles with laughter. It's a city that never sleeps, never slows down, and always keeps you on your toes, literally!

My favourite moments in Milan, though, are always when I find myself caught in a swirling ballet of tutus, a parade of colour and femininity, all with a little help from a bright pink tutu. The energy is electrifying, the movements are fluid and expressive, and the atmosphere is infectious. It's in these moments that I realize why my mission is to spread the joy of the pink tutu, to encourage others to embrace their inner ballerina, to unleash the grace and freedom within.

And who knows, maybe you'll be inspired to join me! Head to Milano, don your pinkest tutu, and dance your heart out, darling! It’s not just about the steps, it’s about embracing life with all your passion and energy, It's about reminding ourselves of the beauty and joy in every single moment, and the undeniable power of a vibrant pink tutu to make you feel confident, free, and full of life.

So, what are you waiting for? Pack your dancing shoes and your pink tutu (even a little pink scarf will do) and hop aboard the next train to Milan. The city of style is waiting for you. I can't wait to see you there!

Ci vediamo presto, darlings!

Love,

Emma

www.pink-tutu.com