Bonjour mes amies! 🩰
It's Wednesday, and you know what that means - it's time for a fresh update on the pinkest journey in Europe! This week, my heart beats to the rhythm of Prague, a city so beautiful it feels like a ballet set come to life. And let me tell you, dear reader, my heart is practically dancing!
You see, darling, I adore traveling by train. It’s a journey in itself, an elegant, leisurely affair, where the landscape paints a backdrop to the music of my mind. As I nestled into the comfortable carriage, the scenery painted itself with the vibrant hues of a well-loved vintage ballerina’s book - rolling emerald fields, sleepy little villages, and, yes, a castle or two to tickle the imagination!
I arrived in Prague just in time to check into a hotel, or rather, a veritable fairy tale haven! My suite felt like a dream - pale rose walls, soft blush linens, and a chaise longue that begged to be draped in my pink tulle, perfect for afternoon naps! Oh, the divine joy of living in a world where pink rules!
But the true delight, you see, was only beginning. The reason I’ve ventured to this magnificent city is, of course, to delve into the world of ballet, specifically the Prague Ballet. I’m absolutely smitten with their reputation for spectacular performances, a legacy passed down through generations of talented dancers.
First things first: my dear, I couldn’t resist a little detour for some outfit shopping. I just had to find the perfect tulle, the most exquisite fabric to wear while taking in the vibrant streets and architectural masterpieces of Prague.
Speaking of architecture, my lovelies, Prague is a haven for it! With Gothic spires kissing the sky, cobblestone streets whispering secrets, and bridges that look straight out of a fairytale, every corner of this city feels like a scene from a ballet. I practically pirouetted through the streets, the melody of my heart beating in time with the gentle clinking of horse-drawn carriages and the soft hum of street musicians.
Prague’s historical center is absolutely breathtaking! You’ll find the stunning Astronomical Clock that’s been counting down time for centuries, a constant reminder of life's perpetual dance.
Of course, the highlight of my week was the breathtaking ballet performance at the stunning Prague State Opera House. It’s truly a marvel of architectural beauty and grace - intricate carvings, opulent gilded chandeliers, velvet seats begging you to surrender to the world of dance! I chose a dazzlingly pink sequined dress with my favourite voluminous tulle overskirt - a little dash of sparkle for the magical night!
The production was called "Swan Lake" and was a real testament to the beauty of ballet. Every twirl, every leap, and every arabesque filled me with wonder. It truly felt like a fairytale come to life on the stage! The graceful dancers, their movements as fluid as the notes of the accompanying orchestra, took me on a journey of love, betrayal, and ultimately, redemption. As the final notes resonated through the theatre, I felt myself lifted into a world where hope always blossoms anew.
Now, you know me, a passionate devotee of ballet, always eager to absorb everything the dance world has to offer. It wouldn't be a true pink-tutu adventure without a glimpse into the history of this art form, wouldn't it? My lovelies, I have to share the beauty of Prague's National Theatre with you. Imagine a stunning building with rich history and grand architecture, a true architectural gem that reflects the heart of Czech art and culture. They hold ballet history, opera history, and even theatre history! I explored its hallways and admired the grand statues that whispered of past glories and performances.
Before my journey home, darling, I couldn't resist a bit of exploration on horseback. Prague has charming stables, and nothing makes me happier than a gentle trot through the picturesque countryside.
What can I say, the city was magical, a symphony of architecture, history, and, most importantly, dance. Prague whispered tales of enchanting folklore, vibrant artistry, and unforgettable elegance, making it the perfect backdrop for my pink tulle adventures.
My dear, my pink-tutu-clad heart truly belongs to Prague, and my journey, just like a ballet performance, ends on a high note. Until next week, my loves, stay curious, embrace your pinkness, and never, ever stop dreaming.
Much love,
Emma x
