#PinkTutuBlogParis - Saturday 2018-04-28 Exploring Paris

Bonjour, darling! It's your favourite tutu-clad traveller, Emma, checking in from the City of Lights itself - Paris!

Yes, my dear friends, this week I took a little trip across the Channel on the Eurostar, my trusty mode of transport for traversing Europe (and because, honestly, who doesn't love a bit of a high-speed train ride?).

I've always been a bit smitten with Paris. It's got everything a girly-girl could dream of, from breathtaking architecture and romantic gardens to the most incredible fashion and, of course, world-class ballet. I've been dreaming of this trip since my last ballet performance - a grand finale of "Swan Lake" that left my purse quite full (thanks, Prince Siegfried!) and my spirit soaring, ready for this adventure.

But enough of me prattling on about myself! Let me fill you in on what my whirlwind Paris escapade has entailed so far. I mean, where else could I launch my campaign for the ultimate pink tutu trend?!

Firstly, darling, no trip to Paris is complete without some serious shopping, am I right? From the moment I arrived, the Parisian streets whispered promises of fabulous finds and chic new wardrobe additions. Let me tell you, I've been going a little bit crazy with my pink shopping spree, adding some exquisite blush-toned silk scarves, a Parisian-style pink beret, and even a vintage pink Dior clutch bag that makes my heart flutter (it has little pearl detailing - swoon). I just adore how the city embraces the vibrancy of pink - it's in the flowers, the macarons, the Parisian ladies' blusher - and now, it's in my heart.

And let me tell you, the Parisian ladies understand the allure of a well-executed tutu. While mine is still, naturally, the pièce de résistance, I've noticed several other stylish Parisian women sporting their own interpretations. A soft tulle skirt paired with a black sweater, a pale pink tutu under a classic trench coat - so many beautiful ways to rock a touch of whimsical whimsy!

Now, it wouldn't be a trip to Paris for a girl like me without indulging in a few ballet extravaganzas, would it? I snagged tickets to see a phenomenal performance at the stunning Opéra Garnier - it was a truly exquisite experience. I was absolutely enthralled by the grace of the dancers, the intricate costumes, the soaring melodies. Pure perfection.

And speaking of dancing, let's talk about the infamous Moulin Rouge. After my ballet performance at the Opéra, I spent a magical evening at this iconic cabaret, taking in the glamorous can-can show and indulging in some deliciously decadent champagne. The atmosphere was intoxicating - red velvet booths, shimmering costumes, and dazzling routines. The performers were positively sparkling.

I know what you're thinking: can a ballet lover possibly live without some classes? And darling, I'm never without a good ballet session! I squeezed in a class at a prestigious studio in the heart of Paris. The instructors are so talented, and the other dancers are truly inspiring. You see, a ballerina's work is never done, even when we're travelling the world.

My wanderings haven't just been about dancing and shopping though! I've also had the joy of exploring some of Paris's most charming locations. Imagine strolling through the Tuileries Garden, a sea of blossoms amidst golden sunlight, with a delicate pink macaron nestled between my fingertips.

I took a magical cruise down the Seine, passing by Notre Dame and the Louvre, feeling the romantic history of the city swirling around me. It was a moment of pure bliss.

Speaking of magic, how could I forget a visit to the Eiffel Tower? There’s something about watching the twinkling lights of the city spread out below that takes my breath away. And, I'm not just talking about the stunning views, darling! My outfit, a pale pink satin dress with a subtle ruffle around the neckline paired with my signature pink tutu, well, it made me feel like a fairytale princess on a magical Parisian night!

The pink tutu, as you know, is much more than a piece of clothing; it's a symbol. It embodies a spirit of joyful exploration, of finding beauty in the unexpected, of never taking ourselves too seriously, and embracing life with a twinkle in our eye. And my travels, both grand and small, serve to remind me that pink is not just a colour; it’s a state of mind.

Paris, my dear readers, is truly a city for pink tutu dreamers. So if you find yourself in the City of Lights, do like me and let your inner ballerina guide your journey, embrace the spirit of joy, and wear pink - and a tutu, of course, whenever you get the chance!

See you next Saturday for more adventures from the pink-tutu paradise, that is Paris!

With love and twirls,

Emma xoxo

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