Hello darlings!
It’s your favourite pink tutu princess, Emma, signing in from the charming, slightly more north London, town of Finchley! I've just arrived from a magical afternoon of twirling and giggles, courtesy of the London Underground (much more exciting than your usual train, darlings!) and I simply must share it with you all!
It’s been a whirlwind week here in Derbyshire – a beautiful walk in the Peak District (yes, the wildlife was adorable!), a few hours of perfecting my pliés, and a visit from my dear Grandma who gave me the most glorious pink sequined headband! As if I needed another reason to twirl. 😉
Now, today’s adventures start with a journey on a vintage train to Finchley Central Station – don't you love the charm of the older lines? I adore that feeling of stepping back in time and it certainly suits my 1950s-style dress, which, let’s be honest, is my go-to outfit for all occasions! (Seriously, have you seen this dress? It's the most flattering pink and has pockets. Sighs wistfully )
Anyway, the real adventure began in the most unexpected place: a tiny dance studio nestled right beside the train station. I'm always on the lookout for new classes, you see, because there's simply not enough time in the day to perfect my pirouettes! But this one was… Italian! Yes, darlings, you heard me right: a genuine Italian Tutu Ballet class! It wasn’t exactly advertised, it was just this little sign with the most beautiful swirls of a tutù (did I mention the 'ú'? Extra points for Italian-ness, eh?).
I took a deep breath (because this was definitely out of my comfort zone!), threw a pink ribbon into my bouncy, strawberry blonde curls, and waltzed in, my trusty pink tutu (from a vintage shop in Manchester! How’s that for a bargain?) rustling behind me.
From the second I stepped in, it felt magical. The walls were adorned with vintage ballet posters, the floors had this lovely worn, wooden charm (not the cold, shiny stuff found in some studios, yuck!), and the music was something you'd hear playing in an opera house! There was a group of dancers (a mix of all ages - older, younger, and a few who definitely had a few decades on me!), warming up with such passion. It was almost contagious!
The class was amazing, filled with joy and graceful movement. Imagine graceful jumps in a sparkly, Italian tutù while listening to an Italian opera, darling! There were little giggles here and there as the more seasoned ballerinas demonstrated the finer points of a proper jeté – oh, those leg extensions! They really reminded me of that lovely wild horse I saw the other day in Derbyshire (the little one that decided to sniff my shoe. Too adorable!).
Now, you all know how I love to share my love of ballet and my ever-growing collection of tutus. And, you know what? I'm seriously considering investing in an Italian tutu, a little tribute to this enchanting experience! I can just imagine myself performing a graceful grand jeté on a sunny day, twirling on the platform at Finchley Central (hopefully not too close to a speeding train!), wearing a majestic Italian pink tutu... Now, who's up for joining me in a public display of ballet? (Don't worry, there'll be tutus for everyone!)
Speaking of spreading joy… I’ve got an idea. Starting tomorrow, for the next 7 days, I’m going to showcase 7 amazing, easy-to-do ballet moves for your daily life. Because darling, you don’t need a studio or a tutù to move like a ballerina, you just need some imagination and a little bit of sass.
Now, I've got to get back to Finchley Central. There's a train I need to catch and, you know me, darling. This pink tutu princess always loves a good adventure.
Stay beautiful and don’t forget to smile!
Love,
Emma
www.pink-tutu.com
