Hello darlings!
It's Wednesday again, and that means a new blog post is fluttering into your inboxes! This week I'm bringing you a kaleidoscope of Prague delights, filled with swirling tulle, charming cobbled streets, and a dash of Slavic folklore! I'm feeling utterly giddy, and not just because I just discovered the best pastry shop in the entire world (more on that later!). Let's jump right in!
Tutu Tales: From Derbyshire to Prague
You're probably wondering how a pink tutu-loving ballerina ends up in Prague, right? Well, this fairytale journey started a few weeks back in my little corner of Derbyshire. The crisp autumn air had a magical chill, and the leaves were falling in shades of rose gold, the perfect colour palette to inspire a ballerina! I had just finished a lovely performance of "Coppelia" with my local dance troupe, and my spirits were soaring high.
That evening, the ballet company I work with announced a performance of "Rusalka" in the beautiful, historic Czech capital, and a mischievous idea sparked in my mind - "Why not explore the magical city of Prague with a pink tutu?"
Yes, it's official, darlings. Pink Tutu Prague was a thing! Now, I'm sure some of you are thinking "Emma, are you seriously wearing a tutu on the streets of Prague? But that's so unusual!"
But why not? It's my way of spreading joy and glitter wherever I go, and, quite frankly, my sparkly pink tutus always draw a crowd, even on the bustling streets of a vibrant city like Prague!
A Journey by Pony Express (Okay, Train)
Now, a journey this fabulous can only be reached by a similarly enchanting method of travel, and let's be honest, itās 2023 ā who doesnāt want a romantic rail adventure? I embraced the allure of the train and set off from my village on a journey across Europe, arriving in Prague with a flutter of excitement in my heart. As the sleek train carried me past sleepy towns and rolling hills, I envisioned myself in a glorious waltz, twirling through the lush meadows like a pink ballet-inspired whirlwind.
Prague is simply exquisite. A delicate balance of grand architecture, winding cobbled streets, and an undeniable air of old-world charm. It felt like I had stepped into one of those magical illustrated childrenās books I used to love as a little girl! I can almost imagine the fairy tale characters peeping out from behind the grand buildings, just waiting to whisk me away for a waltz!
A Pink Tutu Waltz Through the City of a Thousand Spires
My arrival at the hotel was a triumphant dance! A charming, traditional little place with ivy winding around the facade. The first thing I did was change into my pink tutu, of course! After all, Prague deserved a splash of pink sparkle.
Then, I waltzed out into the heart of the city. As the golden sunlight poured through the cobbled streets, my tutu spun and shimmered with a soft whisper. Prague held its breath, a captivated audience for my whimsical dance of discovery!
First on my list: The Charles Bridge, an architectural masterpiece of delicate arches and stone sculptures. My pink tutu became a living artwork against the historic backdrop, and I swear I could feel the echoes of ancient dances flowing through the city air! Every arch and spire held a story, whispering tales of grand balls and romantic escapades. And of course, I had to capture it all for you, my darling readers, so I posed for a few photos with my pink tutu, my ever-faithful companion!
After a long walk, I felt the need for a coffee, and oh my goodness! Thatās when I found it. A cafe so beautiful it looked as if it were from a movie set! A pink coffee pot sat nestled amidst vintage furniture, with porcelain teacups, and a pastry counter bursting with artistic delights.
You can already guess what I did next ā a pink tutu and that cafĆ© are a perfect match made in fashion heaven! I took my time, savoring each sip of coffee while gazing out at the vibrant cityscape and sketching designs for my latest pink tutu collection! (Speaking of, I'll be sharing sneak peeks of some of my new pieces on my blog in the next few weeks!)
"Rusalka" - A Siren Song of Passion and Despair
Finally, the day arrived, a day for grand waltzes and musical magic, the night of the "Rusalka" performance at the National Theatre! The exterior of the theatre, illuminated with golden lights, looked absolutely magical, so much like a palace from a fairy tale.
Inside, the theatre was plush, with velvet seats and golden embellishments. There were shimmering chandeliers above and velvet curtains framing the stage. It was simply gorgeous. The whole theatre seemed to breathe in anticipation of the show's beginning.
"Rusalka" is an opera, darling, with an exquisite and emotive score. I loved the story, which tells of the magical water nymph, Rusalka, and her doomed romance with a human prince. The ballet was set in a world of enchantment and beauty, mirroring Pragueās own magic and wonder! The costumes, the music, the choreography ā they all drew me in, wrapping me in a web of storytelling that felt almost mystical!
The main soprano's voice floated around the theatre like a bird's song. It was truly captivating.
"Rusalka" is a masterpiece of emotion, exploring themes of love, loss, betrayal, and longing. But through it all, I couldnāt help but think that this was also a tale about hope and resilience, reminding us of the strength we find within our own hearts, like a ballerina rising from a grand jetĆ©!
From Fairy Tales to Tutu Designs
The opera ended with a roaring applause, a triumphant symphony of appreciation for a truly magical performance. As I walked back to my hotel, I realised that the beauty of Prague, the enchanting tale of "Rusalka," and the joy of being surrounded by my beloved pink tutus ā they all intertwined in a symphony of personal enchantment.
And guess what, my dears, I even started planning my new āRusalkaā-inspired tutu collection during the performance! Imagine a collection filled with cascading tulle inspired by the flowing waters of the river, shimmering sequins catching the soft light of a Prague evening, and flowing fabrics hinting at the beauty of Rusalkaās graceful underwater ballet! This collection is going to be truly spectacular!
Now, I've got to tell you, darling, I couldnāt help but think that "Rusalka" has some remarkable lessons for us: like embracing the beauty in the unconventional, and trusting your own intuition to follow the path that your heart dictates! Maybe we should all embrace the unique parts of ourselves and show the world our true colours (pun intended, darling!).
The very next morning, I took myself on a romantic tour of the city. I was lost in the charm of Old Town Square where the historic clock tower gleamed like a diamond against the crisp morning sky. It felt as if the entire world had frozen in time, just waiting for me to make the first move and dance into my own happily-ever-after.
There I was, a ballerina surrounded by breathtaking architecture, the spirit of a fairytale, and an insatiable love of all things pink! It was magical!
Tutu Shopping: Pragueās Boutique Beauty
But this pink-tutu-wearing ballerina cannot travel to a fabulous city without a visit to its hidden boutique treasures. And what is a girl to do when surrounded by exquisite shops full of designer pieces? Thatās right, a shopping spree, my dears!
It was a delicate dance between vintage fashion stores brimming with historical beauty and designer boutiques radiating with modern flair. My eyes feasted on colourful fabrics, cascading layers of delicate lace, and hand-painted patterns begging to be spun and swirled into a perfect sartorial harmony.
Every dress, every accessory, held a unique tale, just like a well-loved pink tutu that has danced through time. Each shop seemed to offer a chapter of sartorial adventure, a testament to the power of personal style, and a reflection of the endless beauty within Pragueās historic soul.
You can bet your sparkly ballet shoes, I bought a few delightful treats to adorn my wardrobe ā with an eye to bringing the vibrant spirit of Prague back home with me! (Oh, you better believe Iāll be showcasing some of my finds in my next Instagram posts!)
Farewell, Prague: A Pink-Tutu Farewell Kiss
Leaving Prague felt a little bittersweet, like saying goodbye to an old friend, but I couldn't help but think: What a wonderful adventure it has been!
Prague has captured my heart with its historic charm, artistic spirit, and a love of beauty that echoes in every cobbled street. It was a whirlwind of magical memories, unforgettable performances, and a shopping spree filled with treasures. It was also a reminder that life is all about living with joy, grace, and a dash of whimsy.
Before heading back home, I gave Prague one last goodbye kiss, twirling beneath the watchful eyes of its towering architecture and leaving a little bit of pink tutu magic in its heart.
Until next time, dear readers! Stay tuned for my next Pink Tutu travel adventure, as I set my sights on another captivating destination!
*Much love, hugs and twirls, *
Emma
P.S. Don't forget to check out my new YouTube video on the top 10 tutu shopping tips for beginner ballerina fashionistas. Click here! (Link to video)
