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#TutuBlog 1997-06-25 in Boston with a wide tutu.

Boston Bound, Tutu in Tow! (Post #357) 🩰

Hello lovelies! It's your favourite Derbyshire-born ballet bunny, Emma, checking in from the bustling streets of Boston! Today's the day I finally set foot in this legendary city, and let me tell you, I'm feeling absolutely pink with excitement! ✨

You see, my darling readers, this isn't just any old trip to a new city. This is a pilgrimage! You see, Boston holds a special place in my heart – it's the home of one of the most renowned ballet companies in the world, and a hotbed for creativity, inspiration, and, dare I say, tutus! 😉

I've always dreamt of dancing in the shadows of such incredible artistry, and today, my dreams are becoming reality! After a thrilling (and gloriously pink!) train journey, I'm here, feeling utterly alive and ready to absorb all that this incredible city has to offer.

Speaking of trains, my darling, I must share the absolute joy of arriving in Boston on a train! The feeling of the wind in your hair, the views flitting by, the rhythmic clunk-clunk of the wheels – it's pure poetry in motion, much like our favourite form of dance, right? ❤️

As I arrived at the station, my heart fluttered with excitement! And it wasn't just because of the wonderful sights, but also because of my incredible ensemble! I simply couldn't resist pairing my trusty (and very wide) tutu with a sunshine yellow blouse – a delightful pop of colour in this vibrant city! To add a little bit of sparkle to my outfit, I also added a statement necklace featuring a dazzling array of pink, blue, and yellow gemstones. I’m hoping to spot some interesting vintage finds here, especially for my next ballet ensemble!

After dropping my bags off at my charming little hotel – let's just say, it had an almost Alice in Wonderland-esque feel to it – I set off to explore the city's cultural hub. And guess what I stumbled upon, right in the heart of downtown? 🥁 A gorgeous ballet studio with a beautiful pink facade, adorned with delicate vines and roses! The sight of those vines just reminded me of my first ballet lesson at the village hall in Derbyshire, when I’d try to hide my shoes amongst the rhododendrons!

Needless to say, I immediately booked a class! And let me tell you, dear readers, the level here is phenomenal! I'm feeling completely inspired by the talented dancers I've met so far, each one brimming with passion and grace. I even found myself making a new friend, a Bostonian dancer who's promised to take me to a delicious cafe near the studios that serve the most amazing (and perfectly pink) raspberry smoothies! You see, you've got to nourish the dancer in you. 💪

After my invigorating dance class, I took a delightful stroll through the city's vibrant streets. It’s so different from the green rolling hills of Derbyshire! The city’s energy buzzes like a humming beehive, and the beautiful brick architecture makes my heart sing. Everywhere I looked, there were colourful flowers spilling from window boxes, adding a touch of springtime magic to every corner.

Speaking of magic, darling readers, I simply couldn’t leave Boston without venturing to the local botanical gardens. There, amidst the lush greenery, I had the absolute pleasure of encountering a delightful squirrel – fluffy, bushy-tailed, and oh-so-curious. He looked as if he were posing for a photograph, his tail perky and alert! We even managed to share a (completely safe) handful of my freshly-baked raspberry muffins. He must’ve enjoyed the taste of pink – how cute! 💖

But the best part of my day, darling, was catching the local ballet company's performance at the theatre! The dancers were absolutely sublime. Their movements were so graceful, their artistry so captivating, that I found myself mesmerized from the very first pirouette. Every plié and arabesque held such a story within it, painting vivid landscapes in my mind with every leap and turn.

As the final curtain fell, a wave of warmth and joy washed over me. The beauty of ballet truly is an elixir for the soul, don't you think? The graceful movements, the evocative storytelling, and the sheer power of the human body – there's truly nothing quite like it! And to see such talent blossoming in a city with such rich artistic heritage... it simply filled my heart with gratitude and wonder.

Now, darling readers, I must share a secret with you – my heart’s longing for a little something extra special, something truly remarkable to elevate this journey! And guess what, you wonderful readers? It has something to do with horses! Can you guess what? It might have something to do with a riding lesson... but I might have been swayed to try a bit of horsemanship too, as I always have, since I was a little girl.

As I write this, the evening is painting the sky in hues of pink and orange, mirroring my favourite colour, my darling! I can’t wait to step out onto Boston's streets and soak in this magnificent cityscape, Maybe I’ll be able to capture some wonderful memories for you to enjoy! I've got a feeling that the rest of my adventure will be filled with so many more captivating moments – and who knows, I might even be lucky enough to catch a glimpse of the city's famed swan boats!

I can’t wait to share the adventures of my time here with you! So, remember to check back in soon for more fun and feminine musings on this pink-hued odyssey through the streets of Boston.

Stay sparkly, my darling readers,

Emma 💖 www.pink-tutu.com

#TutuBlog 1997-06-25 in Boston with a wide tutu.