Post Number 1006
Wednesday 17th September 2014
Hello, my darling tutu enthusiasts! It's your favourite pink-clad ballerina, Emma, bringing you the latest from the cobbled streets of Prague! This week, I'm embracing my inner romantic with a ballet extravaganza – a ballet performance and a little tutu shopping, naturally. Oh, and let's not forget a whirl around Prague's blush-worthy boutiques, because every girl deserves a little retail therapy, right? 😉
You know how much I adore traveling by train. Something about the rhythmic clickety-clack of the wheels against the track makes my heart sing (and yes, my little tutu does a little twirl, too!) It was a long but blissful journey from Derbyshire, England, where I bid farewell to my family and their enthusiastic, "See you next Wednesday! Don't forget to tell us all about the ballet!"
Once I arrived in Prague, I knew I had to make my first stop a ballet studio. You know how much I love getting my own tutu-clad legs moving, even if it's just a little "bonjour" to the barre. The studio I found was delightful - it had this beautiful old-world charm, with stained-glass windows and high ceilings. The instructor was fab, giving me a real glimpse into the traditional Czech ballet techniques.
Feeling ready for a bit of performance magic, I set my sights on the Národní divadlo. This magnificent, 19th-century theatre, a real treasure trove of cultural history, was holding a spectacular rendition of Swan Lake.
The stage lights twinkled like a million tiny stars, and the orchestra played with such passion, making my heart soar! The dancers, their bodies graceful as swans, transported me to a world of ethereal beauty and classic artistry.
But before I even set foot in the theatre, I had to do what any good ballerina would do - indulge in a little pre-show tutu shopping! My motto? Life's too short for boring tutus. And trust me, Prague's boutiques didn't disappoint!
Imagine delicate blush-pink tulles, with layers so fine they practically melted into the air, all waiting to be adorned with glittering sequins and tiny rosettes. I discovered a quaint little shop tucked away in a charming backstreet, and oh my goodness, the tutus!
One, a perfect pale pink, with swirls of gold sequins and feather trim, whispered "Swan Lake" to my soul. I can practically feel its fluffiness caressing my skin as I twirl on the stage... Well, perhaps that's just a ballerina's dream.
And speaking of dreams, Prague is the perfect city to lose yourself in the romance of ballet history. I spent an afternoon exploring the charming backstreets and uncovering old, forgotten studios where legendary dancers trained centuries ago. Each building was like a portal to a past filled with leaps, turns, and tutus galore!
But let's talk about fashion, my darlings! There's nothing quite like strolling through Prague's boutiques. I was drawn to the charming bohemian style of the shops in the Old Town. I found the most adorable vintage shops, with hats and shoes and handbags in every colour imaginable, especially, you guessed it, shades of pink!
For a delightful afternoon tea, I settled on a quaint tea shop tucked away in a quiet corner. There, I sipped my chamomile tea while admiring the antique furniture, worn-out vintage posters, and the soft lighting.
As the sun began to set, casting a soft, golden glow across the Charles Bridge, I realised something important. My passion for ballet and everything pink has taken me on a truly remarkable adventure. But it's not just about the tutus, or the breathtaking shows, or the gorgeous boutiques – it's about discovering the beauty in everything. The beauty in the cobbled streets, the ancient architecture, the charm of the locals, and the sheer joy of exploring a new city, all with a pink tutu gracefully twirling alongside me.
This week's ballet inspiration? Swan Lake, with a touch of Prague's elegant charm. I think that means it's time for me to embrace the spirit of Swan Lake.
See you next Wednesday, my darlings!
P.S. Have you got your pink tutu ready for next Wednesday's post? 💖 Let's spread the joy of tutus, one pink twirl at a time!
