Bonjour mes amis!
The wind is whipping through my hair, the Eiffel Tower gleams in the morning light, and a crisp, clean Parisian air invigorates my soul. Yes, my dears, I am back in the City of Lights for a whirlwind weekend of romance, ballet, and… of course… shopping!
It’s Saturday, 3rd February 2007, and I’m already giddy with excitement. The EuroStar journey was as smooth as a pirouette – the carriage almost felt like my own personal dressing room, with all the twirling space! I even found a fellow pink enthusiast, a sweet young girl with a pink bow in her hair, who just couldn't stop complimenting my tulle masterpiece. You know me, pink tutu always in tow, even when I'm hopping on trains!
Speaking of hopping, wouldn't you love to gallop through Paris on a handsome chestnut mare? Maybe a Parisian carriage ride will have to do for now, as I can’t bear to wait a moment longer to explore the cobblestone streets and chic boutiques!
I have to admit, darling, this trip was made possible by a few performances back in Derbyshire. Nothing like a grand jeté to fund a Parisian adventure! You see, it’s not just about the fancy twirls, it’s about experiencing life to the fullest. Ballet, for me, is a window to the world, and this city? This city just knows how to keep the passion burning!
Oh! Before I lose myself in my daydreams, I must share some exciting news! You wouldn't believe the divine performance I saw last night – Giselle, in all its tragic, graceful beauty. My goodness, the ballerinas danced with such breathtaking emotion, it left me with a lump in my throat! And the costumes, divine! The fluffy, voluminous tutus in delicate hues… pure fairytale magic! Speaking of tutus, darling, I swear I saw a girl at the bar with a pink one peeking out beneath her coat! You see, the Parisian love for pink and tutus is a constant source of joy. This is the perfect city to finally convince everyone to embrace the fluffy, fun, and feminine!
So, what's on today's agenda, you ask? A little indulgence, of course! I hear the fashion at Printemps Haussmann is absolutely exquisite, and my purse is yearning to be filled with delectable designer treats! A ballet class, naturellement, is non-negotiable. Imagine pirouetting amidst the elegance of Paris – swoon! I just know it will inspire a whole new set of steps for my next performance!
But it wouldn't be a Parisian weekend without a spot of theatre, darling! I’ve heard whispers of an enchanting performance at the Theatre des Champs-Élysées – fingers crossed for something equally captivating as Giselle! Perhaps the Parisian nights will whisper secrets about the mysteries of this city, and I’ll be able to share them with you next week.
Don’t forget to join me next Saturday, when I’ll reveal the secrets of Parisian style, tell you about my delightful ballet adventures, and, of course, share a few pink tutu secrets along the way. Until then, let the joy of dancing fill your heart and may the love of pink dance within you, my darlings!
Au revoir, darling!
Bisous!
Emma
www.pink-tutu.com
