Ciao from Rome, my gorgeous darlings! It's Wednesday, so you know what that means: another fabulous Pink Tutu adventure, straight from the heart of the Eternal City! This week, I've been swirling and pirouette-ing my way through cobbled streets, sipping on the most divine cappuccinos (which, honestly, deserve their own blog post - the Italians know their coffee!), and falling head over heels for all things Roman.
It's so exciting to be back in Europe! Remember my Paris escapade last month? Well, I felt compelled to extend my Continental conquest, and Italy just felt like the natural next stop. As you know, a tutu and a train go hand in hand – that's my motto! I simply couldn't resist the romance of gliding through the Italian countryside on my way to Rome. It was pure enchantment – fields of wildflowers, ancient castles whispering tales of centuries past, and the rhythmic chug of the train a perfect accompaniment to my daydreams.
But enough about my travels – let's get down to the real reason I’m here: Rome’s fabulous energy, of course! The sheer scale and history of this place are overwhelming in the best way possible. Ancient ruins practically ooze history and charm, while cobbled alleyways lead you to unexpected discoveries – from tiny, artisan gelaterias offering scoops of divine pistachio and fior di latte to street vendors overflowing with gorgeous, handcrafted leather goods. And, don’t even get me started on the clothes! Honestly, if I weren’t careful, I’d leave with a wardrobe larger than the Colosseum itself!
Speaking of clothes, how else to describe Rome except... fabulous! My pink tutu, a little more daring in its colour and flair than usual, turned heads as I danced around the Trevi Fountain (don't worry, I wasn't trying to "tutu" up the historic landmark!). Imagine the joy – not a single person looked at me strangely. They were enthralled. Every Italian lady I encountered was a vision in floral prints and striking red lipstick. They practically radiated joie de vivre, a quality I wholeheartedly embrace and want to spread to every corner of the world.
Let’s be honest, it's hard to resist feeling glamorous amidst such splendour. From the towering dome of St. Peter's Basilica to the ornate interiors of the Vatican Museums, it’s a city that inspires grandeur. My inner fashionista, the one who's been itching for a dose of haute couture since my last performance, was overjoyed. I mean, imagine a setting more perfect for channeling a high-fashion ballerina than Rome itself?! The light is just dreamy here, it casts this warm golden glow on everything - perfect for a photoshoot. (Stay tuned, I have some fabulous shots of me and my tutu coming soon! 📸)
Speaking of photo-ops, did you know today is Wednesday, 29th May 2002? This special date holds even more significance as it coincides with the opening of the “Ballet Under the Tuscan Sun” festival! Imagine – a whole week of ballets performed under the stunning Tuscan sky, the kind of romanticism that fuels my dreams and drives my passion. Of course, this Pink Tutu-clad ballerina will be there, with my best tutus packed and ready to sparkle!
Oh, and remember that wonderful boutique I told you about in Florence, “La Boutique Rose”? It turns out they have a location right here in Rome, hidden away on a little side street, full of vintage pink tutus, sequins, and even a whole wall dedicated to feathered headbands! (Don't judge – feathers are just the most flamboyant addition to any tutu). It's a fairytale come to life for a ballet-loving fashionista like myself. Honestly, I couldn't have imagined a more magical way to spend a day.
This trip is not just about fashion and fancy boutiques, though. My heart, my darling readers, also yearns for the profound, for the stories whispered on ancient stones and echoed in the laughter of children playing in piazzas. This city resonates with history – the stories of emperors and gladiators, of poets and artists, all weave together into a tapestry of human experience. I can’t help but feel that, somehow, my tutu fits perfectly into this historical scene, reminding us that life, just like a ballerina, is all about graceful movements, moments of pure joy, and a touch of delicate beauty.
And you know what, it makes me feel incredibly proud to share this adventure with you all. Because, truly, the pink tutu isn’t just a fashion statement – it's a reminder that we should all embrace life with a touch of whimsy, a splash of colour, and a whole lot of sparkle. So go on, let your inner ballerina shine. And if you ever find yourself wandering through the cobbled streets of Rome, maybe, just maybe, you'll see a pink tutu pirouette around a corner. That, my dears, would be a real sight to behold!
Ciao for now!
Emma 💕🩰
