Hello darlings!
It's Wednesday, which means it's time for another adventure in the wonderful world of Pink Tutu! Today, I'm writing to you from the enchanting city of Prague, a place that has captured my heart as thoroughly as a pirouette captures an audience.
This week, I travelled by train (don't worry, my pink tutu fit perfectly in the overhead luggage compartment!) from Vienna, feeling the romantic energy of Central Europe simmering around me. Vienna, of course, is famous for its waltz, a rhythm I've been dreaming about since childhood, so leaving felt bittersweet. But Prague's call was too strong to resist.
This charming city is bursting with history, and for a girl who adores tutus, that means one thing: the most exquisite ballet history imaginable!
You wouldn't believe the sheer number of grand theatres this city boasts, their architectural flourishes begging for a story to be told about the elegant dancers who once graced their stages. My little heart couldn't handle the sheer beauty of it all. Every cobblestone street I walked down whispered tales of swirling skirts and leaps so high they must have reached the heavens. I even popped into a tiny little antique shop that housed a dusty collection of tutus - one of them a shimmering pink, of course! I almost wept. (Just kidding - almost!). The shopkeeper gave me the most adorable little pearl necklace for my efforts, and I think I just might incorporate it into a new pink tutu design for the website. What do you think, darlings?
A Night at the TheatreTonight was the real highlight: the performance of "Giselle" at the magnificent National Theatre. Oh my word! It was everything I could have ever dreamed of. The costumes! The drama! I could barely breathe at the sheer talent of these artists. The story is heartbreaking, yet so romantic, reminding us of the powerful bond between love, loyalty, and sacrifice.
Speaking of romanticism, imagine my surprise when a dashing gentleman - he had eyes like the sky above Prague - struck up a conversation with me during intermission! We bonded over our shared love of ballet (naturally), and I discovered he was actually the grandson of a renowned Czech choreographer. He even brought me a beautiful bouquet of wildflowers, which now adorns my hotel room, adding to the fairytale-like atmosphere.
While we couldn't talk for too long (the theatre's call, you know!), it reminded me that sometimes the greatest joy comes from the unexpected.
A Pink Tutu in PragueOne of the things I love most about travel is how it inspires my own dance creations. After all, every place in the world has a story to tell, a unique spirit that finds its way into every fibre of your being, from your favourite coffee to your most creative designs! The energy of Prague is undeniably romantic, vibrant, and just a tad mysterious. My imagination has been buzzing with new tutu ideas ever since I arrived, particularly for the coming spring! I can almost see myself pirouetteing through Prague's ancient squares, my skirt a blossoming bouquet of flowers.
This whole experience has inspired me to give a little Pink Tutu makeover to my travels! While I always wear my pink tutu for special occasions - think royal Ascot, opening night at the ballet, a spot of high tea with my grandma - Prague is giving me a newfound confidence to rock it every day. Today, I was dancing on the Charles Bridge in my trusty tutu, drawing the biggest smiles from passerby (except for one grumpy old gentleman, who clearly didn't know anything about the power of a good pink tutu).
Now, before you judge, hear me out: when you're in a place as magical as Prague, where history literally dances on every cobblestone, you can't just be. You have to live.
And how do you live better than wearing a tutu, twirling your heart out, and spreading a little pink joy along the way?
I know, I know, some might think it's a bit eccentric. But then, who am I to be conventional? I believe life is too short to be boring!
From Ballet to ShopsAnd speaking of eccentricity (or maybe just a tad crazy...), after a gorgeous day exploring the old town, I ended up on a whim buying the most charming little shop! I had stumbled upon it during a walk around the corner, hidden away amongst cafes and cobbled streets. The previous owner had been a seamstress, so the little shop came equipped with all sorts of beautiful ribbons, fabric swatches, and even an old sewing machine that needs a little love.
The owner, who had an adventurous twinkle in her eye, gave me an incredible deal! The thought of starting a new Pink Tutu venture here, amongst Prague's bohemian charm, is simply thrilling!
I can already picture it, darling: a haven for tutu-loving girls, overflowing with lace, satin, and sparkly rhinestones. It's almost as if the stars have aligned. Perhaps there is a fate at work here - a beautiful convergence of ballet dreams, tutus, and a whimsical city.
I'll be keeping you updated on my adventures in creating this Pink Tutu Paradise!
But don't worry, my travels don't end here. This little Pink Tutu bird will be fluttering to a new destination next week! Where will it be? That's a secret, my darlings, but I promise, it will be a tutu-worthy experience.
Until then, keep those pink tutus twirling!
XOXO,
Emma
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