Bonjour, mes amies! It's Emma here, and oh, darling, let me tell you, Paris has stolen my heart! As always, it was the EuroStar that whisked me away on this grand adventure, the sleek train carriage feeling like my very own carriage. A magical escape from Derbyshire, heading to the city of lights. This week, I'm going to tell you all about my adventures, my stunning ballet discoveries, the fantastic clothes, and the most magical atmosphere Paris has to offer!
You know my mantra: every girl deserves to feel like a princess! What better way to embody this feeling than with a pink tutu twirling through the streets of Paris? And, as it just so happens, I've got the perfect pink tutu for every occasion!
First stop: The Theatre des Champs-Élysées! This incredible theatre holds some of the most legendary ballets. The sheer grandeur of it sent a shiver down my spine! I just love the air of anticipation before the show, the thrill of knowing you're about to witness a breathtaking spectacle! On this particular Saturday, the 15th of December, I saw an utterly delightful production of The Nutcracker. Imagine, the perfect blend of a classic ballet with modern twists. The story unfolds right before your eyes with dazzling costumes, elegant dancers, and magical sets! I could not have asked for a more beautiful start to my weekend.
Of course, a Parisian ballet adventure wouldn't be complete without exploring the city's chic boutiques! My first port of call was on the rue Saint-Honoré, home to some of the most fabulous fashion houses in the world. The air buzzes with creativity, each window showcasing masterpieces waiting to be worn. My dear friend Beatrice and I lost ourselves for hours, swooning over intricate gowns, sleek shoes, and delicate handbags. I even snagged the most divine pair of pink satin ballet flats, which are now my favourite shoes!
Oh, and can we talk about food?! Paris is a feast for the senses, with each corner offering a new gastronomic adventure. I treated myself to the most exquisite macarons, with flavours that transported me to another world. It wasn't just about the sweet stuff either. My dinner on the Friday night at a tiny little bistro near the Eiffel Tower was divine - fresh ingredients, perfectly cooked, and served with an undeniable Parisian charm.
Speaking of the Eiffel Tower, I wouldn't be a true tourist without scaling its impressive heights! My friend and I found ourselves gazing out over the twinkling city at night, mesmerised by the sheer beauty and majesty of Paris. And who knows? Maybe I caught the eye of a charming French gentleman as I twirled my pink tutu in front of the tower, a tiny touch of magic in a romantic city.
The week wasn't all glamour, darling. My Sunday morning was spent at a local studio learning some new moves! This charming little place felt like it was straight out of a fairytale. And, it gave me a chance to finally try those new ballet flats, dancing and twirling until my heart was content. I even took a stroll through the Tuileries Garden after, surrounded by breathtaking sculptures, enjoying the vibrant colours of winter blooms.
Of course, I made time for the grand old Louvre, one of my favourite spots. You just cannot visit Paris without admiring the Mona Lisa. This beautiful artwork truly captivates your imagination! This time, however, I decided to explore the vastness of the Louvre, venturing beyond the main attraction. My wanderlust led me to the ancient sculptures, reminding me of the historical grandeur of this captivating city.
Finally, the moment came for me to leave. Bidding farewell to Paris is always bittersweet, the romance of the city leaving its magic on your heart. I boarded the EuroStar back to England, my heart filled with the joy of another wonderful adventure, and the inspiration to create new memories, to spread the joy of ballet, and, most importantly, to get everyone wearing pink tutus!
Stay tuned for more adventures from Pink Tutu Blog, and until next week, darlings!
Emma xx
