Hello my lovely Tutu-istas! Emma here, back from a whirlwind adventure in the big smoke! This is post number 274 and I am absolutely buzzing to share the day with you.
I was lucky enough to snag a last minute train ticket to London and you know I had to pack a fabulous outfit. What else but a stunning yellow tutu with my trusty pink ballet shoes! After all, it's not every day I get to sashay around Westminster in a cloud of tulle! And as I always say, "life's too short for boring outfits, darlings."
Now, you wouldn't believe the looks I got on the train! Not the gawking stares you get at the ballet barre, no, these were the curious glances from Londoners, a blend of amusement and awe, I swear I saw one lady whisper to her friend "I wish I had the confidence!" (I felt a little blush creeping up my cheeks then. Maybe a bit too confident...)
Arriving at King's Cross station was like stepping into another world! It was such a contrast from my peaceful Derbyshire life. But then again, there's a certain charm in that bustle. The city’s got a pulse of its own, and even with my sparkly tutu, I was right in the heart of it!
My mission for the day was to catch a matinee performance at the Royal Opera House. Oh, it was glorious! They were doing Swan Lake, and the choreography was simply breathtaking. There's something so mesmerising about those graceful leaps and turns - the ballerinas truly made my jaw drop!
After the show, a little peek behind the curtain with some fellow Tutu-istas. There were such magical scenes behind the stage. Props everywhere, costumes twinkling, and the most fabulous collection of shoes you can imagine. I've already started thinking about my own ballet-themed wardrobe... might be getting my seamstress to whip me up a swan-inspired number.
No trip to London is complete without a visit to Covent Garden! So we trotted along to see what wonders the market held. I confess I fell for a little lavender-scented trinket and a box of those beautiful handcrafted chocolates. Just one little treat, mind you, I wouldn't want to ruin my pirouettes!
As the afternoon wore on, the streets of London hummed with life. And with my pink tutu glowing in the afternoon sun, I felt like I was part of the very heartbeat of this bustling city!
Before we parted ways, the girls convinced me to try their latest dance craze. Something called "street ballet" that blended street dance moves with classical balletic positions. Turns out, it's far harder than it looks! Those rapid footwork changes combined with a grande jeté is a challenge even for someone who's practiced for years. But you know what, it was exhilarating and SO MUCH FUN! We'll definitely be incorporating some street moves into our practice routine from now on.
My evening ended in a grand fashion. I managed to snag a table at this adorable tea shop near Buckingham Palace and I just HAD to wear my little lavender trinket with pride! Tea and crumpets, darling! What's better? And all while chatting with my girls about the adventures of the day, and scheming about the perfect pink tutus for our next big trip!
As I boarded the train back home, a wave of contentment washed over me. Even a little detour in a yellow tutu could truly turn a day into a grand ballet!
So my dear Tutu-istas, what's next on your dancing journey? Have you caught any wonderful shows recently? Don’t forget to share your adventures! And remember, whether it's the countryside or the big city, a splash of pink and a sprinkle of ballet makes everything a little more magical!
Until next time, dance like nobody's watching, wear that pink tutu with pride, and remember… the world is your stage!
Emma x
