#PinkTutuBlogNYC Monday 2021-06-07 she danced in New York City

Hello my darlings!

It's Monday, and you know what that means? Another glorious Pink Tutu adventure, straight from the bustling heart of New York City! This week, I'm bursting with excitement after a weekend of spinning, swirling, and exploring the Big Apple. So, grab a cuppa, settle in, and let me whisk you away on a whimsical tour through my New York diaries!

Well, my dears, you just can't keep a pink-tutu-clad ballerina away from a new city! This weekend, I left the rolling hills of Derbyshire, with its charming villages and quiet pubs, for the glittering towers of New York City. My suitcase was brimming with dazzling outfits (did you see the fabulous floral maxi dress I scored at that vintage boutique? A steal, I tell you!) and, of course, my trusty pink tutus, all ready for the adventure that awaited.

Speaking of adventures, travelling to the United States has been a dream for as long as I can remember. You see, New York holds a special place in my heart. Not just for its incredible skyline and iconic landmarks, but for its sheer energy and vibrant cultural pulse. The very thought of exploring the Broadway scene and witnessing the city's legendary theatre productions left me absolutely buzzing with anticipation. And then, of course, there were the world-class ballet companies to discover, each offering a kaleidoscope of performances and stories that promised to be both breathtaking and soul-stirring.

And so, I set off, armed with a hefty dose of optimism and my ever-faithful MetroCard. I am convinced, you know, that public transportation offers the most unique window into the soul of any city. You witness the tapestry of lives, from the busy commuter heading to work to the wide-eyed tourists soaking it all in. There's something almost magical about navigating through the underground labyrinth, emerging into the light, and feeling the hum of the city envelop you. This time, my metro ride to the city, after a short flight and connecting bus, provided my first glimpse of the city that never sleeps, and it did not disappoint. The streets, a kaleidoscope of colours and activity, whispered a story of countless lives intersecting and dreams coming alive.

And the moment I landed in the Big Apple, I felt it - that unique electric charge that comes from knowing you're stepping onto the very stage where legends were born. It's not just a feeling, but a promise: to learn, to grow, to inspire, and to inspire others to spread the love for ballet and, of course, embrace the enchanting allure of the pink tutu!

My first port of call was the New York City Ballet. I've admired their work from afar, so stepping into the glorious Lincoln Center felt like a pilgrimage, a meeting with destiny. I took my time, allowing my senses to feast on the symphony of sight, sound, and energy. The delicate whispers of classical music echoing through the hallowed halls, the intricate dance of lights playing across the elegant marble walls - it was a magical moment I’ll cherish forever.

During my stay in New York, I managed to catch a mesmerising ballet performance at the Joyce Theatre. The stories, told in pure movement, took my breath away. The grace, the emotion, the sheer raw power of the human form - it was a feast for the soul, leaving me feeling exhilarated and inspired.

And then, there was the magic of ballet class itself. To stand amidst a throng of passionate dancers, sharing the same love for the art form, was truly exhilarating. The studio hummed with an unspoken energy, an anticipation for the movement, the grace, the elegance about to unfold.

Each step, every plié, every grand jeté was a reminder of the artistry we create, of the power that resides within our bodies, our spirits, our very souls.

Now, the Pink Tutu movement wouldn't be complete without spreading the pink magic far and wide. My travels are all about exploring and celebrating dance in its many forms - and New York is a true wonderland of dance.

While exploring the vibrant city, I stumbled upon a hidden gem: a tiny ballet school tucked away in a quiet corner of the city. I felt an instant connection, a sense of shared purpose with the other students and the incredible teachers who were fostering a love for the art form.

And you know what? As soon as I saw their hopeful faces, I knew exactly what I had to do! After my class, I gathered everyone, pulled out a blush-pink tutu, and whispered the message that resonated through my heart and onto the world.

“Imagine a world,” I declared, “where everyone dares to twirl with confidence, where every heart beats with the rhythm of dance. Embrace the joy of movement, embrace the spirit of pink, and embrace the power that lies within each of us.”

And as they clapped and cheered, I realised this wasn’t just about sharing my passion; it was about connecting hearts and igniting imaginations. Each tiny pink tutu distributed with a knowing smile and whispered encouragement was a small but powerful step in transforming the world into a swirling, twirling, vibrant tapestry of pink!

No trip to New York City would be complete without a dose of fashion fever! And let’s be honest, this city is the ultimate playground for all things fabulous! The avenues pulsate with fashion houses, bustling boutiques, and eclectic vintage shops – a haven for those who appreciate a little extra style and pizzazz.

On this adventure, I found myself indulging in the joys of browsing. It was all too tempting: bold statement pieces, flowing silk dresses, shimmering jewelry – my senses were practically overloaded! And, you know what? Sometimes the thrill of finding that perfect piece, that unique expression of your personal style, surpasses the joy of any grand performance.

I spent an entire afternoon hopping through boutiques on Bleecker Street, my mind brimming with ideas and my shopping bag expanding to accommodate the latest treasures I’d found. But my favourite moment had to be the stumble I made upon a charming little vintage store in the heart of SoHo. There, tucked away amongst stacks of vintage handbags and flowing gowns, hung a bejeweled pink tutu with intricate beadwork that left me speechless.

Now, don’t think for a moment that I was able to leave that store without my new purchase. A blush pink masterpiece with a sparkle that could light up the entire room - the kind of outfit you just have to have in your collection.

And just as we danced our way through the city, we savored every moment of the culinary delights that the city has to offer. From the vibrant, steaming hot street food, which we tried in almost every corner, to the luxurious fine-dining experiences that left our tastebuds begging for more - New York is a paradise for all things foodie!

There were slices of New York-style pizza from tiny corner shops, warm pretzel bites to fill the gaps, and of course, an afternoon tea with cucumber sandwiches and perfectly brewed Earl Grey, served on a quaint, charming patio overlooking the cityscape.

And who can resist a delicious slice of cheesecake at the legendary Junior’s on Flatbush Avenue? My advice? Grab a slice, take a deep breath, and savor the sweetness.

Now, don’t get me wrong – New York isn't just about glamorous performances and endless shopping sprees. This city has a heart as vast as its skyline. It's a place where people from all walks of life, from all corners of the globe, come together to forge a community that's vibrant and full of unexpected warmth.

We were fortunate enough to find ourselves invited to a community dinner in one of the city's many diverse neighborhoods. Surrounded by laughter and sharing delicious homemade dishes from around the world, I realised that New York City isn't just a melting pot of cultures, it’s a celebration of humanity itself.

It's a reminder that sometimes, the simplest gestures of kindness can weave the strongest bonds, the kind that stay with you long after you’ve left the city's embrace.

New York, my darling, you leave your mark. A mix of grit and grace, of hustle and heart, you inspire me to dream big, to twirl with abandon, and to always strive for a little bit of magic in the ordinary.

It's a place where the energy is infectious, where everyone has a story to tell, where dreams take flight, and where the power of pink can truly spread like wildfire.

This journey to the Big Apple was everything I ever hoped for and more. And I know this won't be my last adventure here, as there are always new corners of this beautiful city to discover, new dances to learn, new stories to share. Until next time, darling New York, I will continue to embrace the beauty of dance, the power of pink, and the joy of exploring this amazing world!

Today, we're kicking off a new week of adventure and creativity, with a mix of dance, fashion, and all things delightful.

• Morning: Coffee and planning: The week's dance schedule is a whirlwind of workshops and classes. Let's keep the tutu flowing!

• Afternoon: A vintage treasure hunt: My friend Sophie has invited me on a vintage treasure hunt through some of NYC's hidden antique stores and charity shops. Let’s find some fabulous gems!

• Evening: Ballet performance: We’ll be attending a delightful performance at the Broadway Dance Center. Get ready for some captivating choreography, and of course, some inspiring pink tutu moments!

Join me, my dears, on this captivating journey. Let’s spread the pink tutu love throughout New York City and beyond.

Remember, embrace the dance within!

Yours truly,

Emma