Bonjour mes amis! It's Saturday, which means it's time for a new Pink Tutu Blog post, and this week, I'm beaming with excitement because⊠I'm in Paris! The City of Lights, the epitome of romance, and the most beautiful city in the world (in my totally unbiased opinion, of course!).
Now, you might be thinking, "Emma, how did you afford a trip to Paris?". Well, let's just say, the pink tutu has been working overtime lately! My latest performance was a sell-out, which meant I could indulge in my long-held Parisian dreams. The Eurostar was an absolute dream, gliding through the countryside with the comfort of first-class luxury, and even though it was just a short trip, it felt like a glamorous escape!
Paris is a city of contrasts. From the stately charm of the Eiffel Tower to the bustling energy of the Champs-ĂlysĂ©es, each corner of this incredible city whispers with stories. My love for the theatrical and my affinity for the beautiful are both totally satiated in this city of culture.
Fashion, Fashion, Fashion!
Let's be honest, Paris is practically synonymous with chic, so my pink tutu wouldn't be complete without a whirlwind fashion spree. Galeries Lafayette! Le Bon MarchĂ©! Oh, the dreams! I fell in love with the elegant Parisian boutiques, filled with clothes so stylish they practically spoke French. It was an experience, I tell you! (Let's just say, there were several new purchases â all perfect for my Parisian adventures!).
Bonjour Ballet!
Being a ballet-obsessed adventurer, I just had to catch a show at the iconic Palais Garnier. The OpĂ©ra de Paris is one of the most prestigious opera houses in the world, and just being there took my breath away. The chandeliers were dazzling, the auditorium a masterpiece, and the performance, exquisite. Iâm sure my little pink tutu couldnât have been more at home.
And, of course, a Paris trip wouldnât be complete without:
- Strolling down the charming streets of Montmartre, feeling like a character from a vintage movie, while indulging in a divine macaron. (The pink one, obviously!)
- Savoring a delicious lunch on the Seine, watching the world go by, mesmerized by the beauty of the city.
- Exploring the Louvre, standing before the iconic Mona Lisa (She had a real je ne sais quoi about her!)
I even attempted some French pastries, although I'm pretty sure my attempts at "bonjour" were more hilarious than Parisian.
But seriously, every moment in Paris has been magical. It's a city that feels like it was designed for dreaming.
Day-by-day Diary:
Saturday, November 11th:
My arrival in Paris was picture-perfect. Stepping out of the Eurostar station, the aroma of freshly baked bread and flowers filled the air. I'd planned this trip for ages, and every little detail seemed to perfectly fit my pink tutu fantasy! My little hotel, just around the corner from the Notre Dame, was as cute and charming as could be!
Sunday, November 12th:
Today was all about indulgence! We started with the ultimate Parisian experience - strolling along the Seine River, surrounded by artists, musicians, and even some enthusiastic tourists who also sported a touch of pink in their outfits (maybe it's catching on? Let's just say the pink tutu vibes were strong!). Then we wandered into a little cafe for an authentic crĂȘpe â Nutella, strawberries, and whipped cream â pure deliciousness! And because every true Parisian knows that croissants are best with coffee, we had to sample a couple at a charming boulangerie on our way back.
Monday, November 13th:
The Louvre Museum! Itâs impossible to come to Paris and not marvel at this iconic landmark. As a ballerina, it was absolutely magical to see statues of graceful figures frozen in time, like those ancient ballerinas telling their own stories of movement. I felt a deep connection with these historical beauties and their artistry. It made me reflect on the history of art, dance, and the lasting impact they have on our world.
Tuesday, November 14th:
I decided to give myself a proper Parisian pamper session and indulged in a delightful afternoon at the âTheodora Spa.â I have to say, they do pedicures and manicures with incredible grace and finesse. Even their pink nail polish made my heart beat faster.
Wednesday, November 15th:
My heart's been aching for ballet, so I decided to take a ballet class in a studio close to the Seine. The studio was beautiful and full of vibrant, talented students. I felt a deep sense of camaraderie as we all practiced our steps, sharing a passion for the art form. My French may be limited, but our passion for ballet is a universal language.
Thursday, November 16th:
Today, we set off on a delightful stroll through Montmartre, the artsy neighborhood of Paris. A place filled with creativity, charm, and plenty of artists trying to make a living selling their masterpieces. (One was even inspired enough to paint me a portrait in my pink tutu⊠what an honor!) After indulging in a perfect croissant and a glass of sparkling juice in the sunny courtyard, I made a grand purchase: a beautiful hand-painted pink tutu, from a talented artisan! It's going to be a stunning piece for my next performance.
Friday, November 17th:
The Palais Garnier! Tonight, the opulence of the building transported me to a world of elegance and beauty. Watching dancers weave intricate patterns with their feet was like experiencing a dream. Even as the curtains fell, I couldn't help but marvel at the energy and talent showcased throughout the evening. The pink tutu felt right at home!
Farewell, Paris!
Leaving this vibrant city was like leaving behind a piece of magic. But the memories will stay with me forever. Paris is truly a city that leaves you enchanted. Iâve always said, "Paris, oh la la!â
Next weekâs post will feature my latest pink tutu creation (itâs very sparkly, I have to tell you!).
As always, keep those pink tutu dreams flowing. Au revoir, and until next Saturday!
