#PinkTutuPrague Ballet in Prague 2014-05-14

Hello darlings!

Welcome back to Pink Tutu Prague, post number 994! I'm your whimsical guide to all things pink and pirouette-y, your fellow tutu enthusiast, Emma, bringing you a weekly dose of Parisian chic meets Eastern European charm.

This week, I'm bubbling over with excitement, because Prague is just bursting with culture, especially the theatrical kind! Oh, the glamour of it all! Today is May 14th, and I'm here to tell you all about a truly breathtaking evening spent at the National Theatre. But first, let's indulge in a little bit of my current obsessions...

You know me, I love a touch of pink! The vibrant, joyful colour pops in Prague, everywhere I look. I snagged this divine baby pink linen blouse from a darling boutique, tucked away in a cobblestoned courtyard - I'm thinking of pairing it with my favourite fluffy, pink tutu and a pair of vintage pumps for a date night on the Charles Bridge! Speaking of fashion...

I've always had a weakness for a well-designed tutu. They just say "ballerina" in a way no other garment can. I spent a whole afternoon in the antique shops on Dlouhá street and, guess what? I stumbled across a truly divine, blush-pink, Victorian-era tutu! Oh, my heart! It was as though the dress was calling out to me, whispering promises of twirls and leaps. The tulle is still so pristine, I can't wait to take it for a spin at a local ballet class. Prague is brimming with so much theatrical history, it seems only natural that the streets would echo with the whispered dreams of past ballerinas, beckoning us to live out our own stories!

Tonight, I found myself captivated by the majesty of Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake. The National Theatre was positively abuzz with anticipation before the curtain rose. The whole place radiated that special pre-show magic that only a theatre can create. You can just feel the passion in the air, like the rustling of silk and the tap, tap, tapping of dancers' shoes. The dancers were simply divine, graceful like swans themselves, floating effortlessly across the stage. And the music! A feast for the ears, oh it was so utterly beautiful. Every cell in my body vibrated with emotion as the music took me on a journey through a realm of love, loss, and redemption. The story touched my soul in a way only a masterpiece like this can.

I spent the whole journey back to my hotel lost in my own thoughts, lost in the memories of the evening. A truly magical performance that made my heart sing! You can always rely on Swan Lake to evoke powerful emotions, no matter how many times you see it. It's one of the great timeless stories in ballet, so much so that I plan to explore it further next week. You know I can't resist the temptation to dig deeper, so I'll be exploring some of the fascinating behind-the-scenes stories about the history of the ballet. Perhaps I'll even share some insights on the design and creation of some of the legendary tutus in the show. Who knows!

My journey to Prague was a delight! The train ride across Europe was pure escapism, so dreamy and romantic. I just loved gazing out the window, watching the landscapes whizz past - quaint villages nestled in valleys, towering mountains bathed in sunlight, and the sprawling countryside dappled in gold. It reminded me of those sweet nostalgic paintings, all about old-world charm and timeless elegance. I must confess to feeling rather elegant myself, especially when I decided to wear my dusty pink ballet skirt and fluffy, pink cardigan during the journey. I found that just looking like a ballet dancer somehow makes any trip much more enjoyable. I believe that pink tutus hold magical powers!

I'm thinking of buying myself a tiny pink pony to take on all my future adventures. It will definitely become a talking point for any travelling ballet enthusiast. Who wouldn't adore seeing a ballerina, on a tiny pink pony! It's definitely happening, darling.

And then there's Prague! A treasure trove of chic, charming cafes, beautiful art deco buildings and winding cobbled streets - perfect for spotting vintage gems and sipping a strong cup of tea. It's not just a ballet lover's dream - it's a fashionista's paradise. Oh, I just can't get over the cobbled streets here, and the beautiful vintage clothes and the stunning old shops. It's simply enchanting. But hey, I'm a little biased! You already know that I can't resist a fabulous outfit and a little shopping.

The other day I went to a ballet class in the Old Town. I felt totally inspired by the cobbled streets. Just imagine it, darling, a ballerina's dream, me in my fabulous pink tutu with a matching baby pink handbag and ballet shoes. The world should see us all, gliding through the streets of the world in our pink tutus. Wouldn't that be something to see, a hundred pink tutus waltzing down the cobblestone streets!

I am simply buzzing with excitement.

And oh, before I go, let's not forget about those little gems that I have already discovered on my quest for a perfect pink tutu in Prague!

• A delicate, pale pink tulle skirt, perfect for those delicate, effortless twirls!
• An exquisite pair of pink satin slippers, with tiny pearl details, to complete the look.
• And a vibrant, fuchsia pink scarf, to add a pop of colour to my favourite outfits.

And now, darlings, I must go! I have a grand opera to attend tonight, "The Barber of Seville" - what could be better than spending a beautiful, spring evening immersed in the vibrant, comical, world of Rossini? Oh, the glamour of it all! But worry not! I'll be sharing all my highlights with you next week in post number 995, just remember to check out Pink Tutu Prague every Wednesday on www.pink-tutu.com!

Until then, keep twirling and stay sparkling!

Love and twirls,

Emma xoxo