#PinkTutuBlogNYC Monday 1999-12-20 she danced in New York City

Hello my lovely tutu-wearers! Emma here, back from another whirlwind week in the dazzling city of New York. My, oh my, what a week it's been!

As always, I'm here with my trusty notebook full of sparkling thoughts and my overflowing heart full of pink-tinted memories from another seven days exploring this incredible metropolis. This week has been all about the sheer magic of dance, from graceful performances to captivating classes - New York truly does have it all!

But before we delve into the glittering world of ballet, let's rewind for a moment. Picture this: a crisp, cold Monday morning. A bright red apple in my hand, my ballet bag slung over my shoulder, and a pep in my step that only a trip on the New York subway can provide.

Yes, you read that right! This week began with a trip down to the station to witness the sheer brilliance of New York’s subway system. From the flashing lights to the colourful mosaic murals, each station holds a world of its own, pulsating with the city's rhythm. And just to add a dash of extra fabulousness, I was wearing, of course, a bright pink tutu. My own little ballet performance right there in the heart of the Big Apple!

Speaking of the Big Apple, what better way to start a week of dancing than with a performance at Lincoln Center? This iconic venue is home to some of the most talented dancers in the world, and this week was no exception. The stage came alive with the soaring elegance of Tchaikovsky’s Swan Lake. Each move was a testament to the dancer's artistry, each leap a breathtaking spectacle. The tutus on the ballerinas? Oh, divine. From soft, airy chiffon to the shimmering sparkle of jewels, it was truly a ballet fan’s dream come true.

Even as a Derbyshire girl at heart, I couldn't resist stepping out of the performance hall for a few moments and immersing myself in the beauty of Lincoln Center. Surrounded by sleek, modern architecture, I was in my element. Even though my love for New York City is a close second to my adoration of all things tutu-related, this place felt like a magical kingdom fit for a ballerina princess.

Of course, no visit to New York is complete without a dose of ballet class. This week, I joined a class in a charming studio nestled in the heart of Manhattan. The energy in the room was electric. As the barres trembled beneath the weight of countless pliés, the space resonated with the sounds of graceful steps and rhythmic music. It was such a delight to witness the shared passion for dance from everyone in the room, from seasoned professionals to eager beginners like myself.

And speaking of beginners, let’s just say I found a new respect for the level of physical strength required for ballet. Those graceful arabesques? Much more challenging than they look! I must confess I did feel a slight pang in my muscles afterwards. However, as soon as I saw a fellow ballerina leaving class in a fabulous, pink-hued tutu, it was all worth it. She smiled as we both admired her attire.

My ballet journey, it seems, is far from over. I am starting to feel like I could finally join a dance school here in New York - maybe I will soon.

No ballet-loving blogger can visit New York City without exploring its glorious shopping scene. Fifth Avenue, a renowned beacon of luxury, is a haven for fashion-conscious individuals, and this week was no exception. From iconic department stores to independent boutiques, this street is a paradise for the discerning shopper.

My journey began with a visit to Bergdorf Goodman, a grand palace of high-fashion where I found myself amidst an enchanting wonderland of couture dresses, sparkling jewellery, and handbags worthy of a Hollywood red carpet. I couldn't resist a peek at the shoes! My head spun with excitement as I wandered through rows of glittering stilettos and graceful pumps. The colour? Of course, you know this. Pink!

And I couldn't leave Fifth Avenue without indulging in a little pampering. A visit to the Dior beauty counter was a must - the light, elegant atmosphere was a perfect contrast to the city’s constant energy. And who could say no to the decadent aroma of their legendary perfumes? It was an experience I won’t soon forget.

With Christmas approaching, New York City is starting to feel particularly magical. The streets sparkle with holiday decorations, and Christmas tunes are playing in every shop. This week I finally took a trip to Rockefeller Center, and the festive atmosphere was simply breathtaking.

The towering Christmas tree, adorned with countless twinkling lights, was a sight to behold. The air was alive with joy as children sang carols, couples exchanged kisses, and shoppers strolled past with Christmas presents in their hands.

As a ballet-loving ballerina, I have a very specific wish for this Christmas - my own miniature ballerina nutcracker! My pink tutus will look absolutely magnificent alongside the glittering crown of a nutcracker princess!

The magic of New York City is not just limited to ballets. This week, I enjoyed a delightful night at the theatre, watching a spectacular musical performance. From the soaring vocals to the elaborate costumes and dazzling sets, I was completely enchanted. Broadway is, of course, a symbol of New York's vibrant culture, and this night only cemented my love for the theatrical magic that happens in these theatres.

I can't tell you the musical's name yet as it would spoil the surprise for the rest of you. You know how it is - you don't want to know too much about the story of a musical before you go, it's important to go with an open mind and let the characters and songs unfold their stories before you!

Afterward, I strolled through Times Square, its glowing billboards illuminating the city’s skyline, making my way to one of my favourite ballet performance spaces in the city. There I witnessed the sheer grace of the ballet performance of Swan Lake again. I couldn’t get enough. What an iconic ballet, right? There is just something so magical about watching it in New York! I just have to say how beautiful it is seeing how they bring this story to life every time, each night, each dancer, different, unique, individual. It is truly incredible to see such talent every time.

The lights are starting to flicker outside my hotel room, it's nearly the end of another day. The gentle sound of the subway in the background is already fading away as the city starts to sleep. What a beautiful end to another week in New York City. It’s time for a little “ballet” practice myself in my room - a quick turn, a leap into bed! Then, of course, there’s one more thing on the agenda before sleep: picking out a pink tutu to wear for the week ahead!

From graceful performances to inspiring ballet lessons, from luxurious shopping trips to the dazzling lights of Times Square, this city has truly captured my heart and filled me with countless memories.

Remember to check out our online store, where we have new tutu styles arriving weekly. I know this month is full of Christmas balls and events where a pink tutu might just be the perfect look! Remember - wear pink tutus, support the ballet arts, and if you love them, do like me - blog about it!

Until next week, darlings, and may your week be full of dancing and sparkle!

Lots of Love,

Emma

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