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Prague Dreams in Pink: A Ballerina's Bohemian Rhapsody (Post #615)

Hello darlings! It's Wednesday, and you know what that means… it's time for another peek into my glamorous, pink-hued world! This week, I'm writing to you from the cobbled streets of Prague, a city that truly captures the romance of a bygone era.

My journey to Prague began in the most magical way: a train ride across Europe, windows shimmering with frosted landscapes and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafting through the carriages. I love travelling by train. It’s so much more romantic than flying, don't you think? The rhythmic click-clack of the wheels on the tracks is practically a lullaby, perfect for dreaming of grand ballets and pink tutus. Speaking of tutus, mine was an absolute stunner for this adventure, a pale, blush pink creation that shimmered in the Prague moonlight like a delicate rose. It felt like the perfect choice for this city of fairytale towers and bridges whispering ancient secrets.

A Tutu-ful History Lesson

My time in Prague has been an intoxicating mix of ballet history and fashion exploration. As soon as I arrived, I dashed to the Old Town Square, a UNESCO World Heritage Site and one of the most beautiful public squares in the whole of Europe. Can you believe it dates back to the 12th century? Standing amongst its magnificent buildings, I imagined graceful figures dancing centuries ago, wearing exquisite gowns and colourful fabrics, probably something a bit too vibrant for a tutu (but that’s just me).

Of course, I had to indulge in a bit of shopping, too. I found a darling shop bursting with vintage clothing and jewellery. The owner, a lovely lady with a twinkle in her eye, told me a fascinating story about the Czech connection to ballet. She spoke of the glorious days of the Royal Court Ballet in Prague, the lavish costumes, and the ballerinas who inspired generations of dancers. It's no wonder I fell in love with this city!

A Ballet Bonanza in Prague

Later that day, I attended the most divine ballet performance at the National Theatre, a breathtaking building with a rich history, standing proudly on the banks of the Vltava River. The production was "Giselle," one of my absolute favourite ballets, and it was executed with such incredible skill and passion that it brought tears to my eyes. The graceful movements of the dancers, the exquisite costumes, the sheer emotional power of the story, everything just clicked together so beautifully. You really must add Prague to your own ballerina's travel list, my darlings!

A Touch of Pink in a World of Gray

As dusk settled, painting the city in warm colours, I decided to take a romantic stroll over the Charles Bridge. Its beautiful sandstone statues looked like they had stepped out of a fairytale. A little boy was dressed in a navy blue suit, and he offered me a red rose, but his mum told him not to give it to a 'strange lady', whatever does that mean? The city had a kind of fairytale vibe, which only became more magical when I saw a couple performing an impromptu dance under a street lamp. I felt like I was living in a dream!

In the world of dance and fashion, Prague felt like the perfect meeting place between tradition and modernity. Here, it felt like I could wear my pink tutu every single day and no one would bat an eyelid, just another fashionable, independent woman embracing the city's beautiful quirkiness.

Sharing a Touch of Pink

The pink tutu - it's more than just a piece of clothing to me. It represents confidence, femininity, joy, and, most importantly, a way of seeing the world with a touch of whimsy. In this sometimes serious world, it's nice to add a splash of colour and laughter, isn't it?

You see, the best thing about my pink tutus isn’t the way they look, but how they make others feel. Every time I step out in my tutu, it’s a little act of kindness. You’ll be surprised by the way people’s eyes light up with smiles! Perhaps my favourite pink tutu story is about a young girl, maybe 8 years old, in London. We passed each other in the street, and she just stopped and stared, mouth agape. Her mother seemed a bit flustered, but then I winked at the girl, and we both started twirling! She turned into my dance partner that afternoon.

My Tutu Challenge to You!

This week, I want to challenge all of you to find your own ways to bring a touch of pink tutu magic to the world! Whether it's adding a pink accessory to your outfit, planning a ballet outing with your friends, or simply allowing yourself to be a little more playful, I encourage you to step outside of your comfort zone and embrace your inner ballerina! Pink isn’t just a colour. It's an attitude, a way of life, a commitment to finding the sparkle in the mundane.

Don't forget, you can follow my adventures and get inspired at www.pink-tutu.com every Wednesday, when I post my latest blog! I love sharing my adventures, but it's not a one-way street! Tell me all about your ballet dreams, fashion adventures, and anything else you think would make this ballerina blush!

Until next time, darlings, stay twirling and keep the pink tutu spirit alive!

Love,

Emma x

#PinkTutuPrague Ballet in Prague 2007-02-07