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#TutuBlog 1998-08-25 in Leicester with a black tutu.

Tutu Travels: Leicester, A Whirlwind of Pink and Plié 🩰

Post #783

Hey everyone, and welcome back to Pink-Tutu.com! It's your girl Emma here, back from a delightful trip to the lovely city of Leicester. This post is all about fabulous outfits, captivating ballet performances, and the kind of adventure that truly sets your soul on fire!

So, grab your favourite pink tulle, a steaming cuppa, and settle in, because you're in for a treat.


This journey started in the way I love it best: a beautiful steam train, puffing its way across the Derbyshire countryside. I was nestled in a plush armchair, a copy of "The Nutcracker" and a steaming pot of Earl Grey tea at my side. I couldn't help but smile as I watched the fields whip past, imagining I was Tchaikovsky's Clara on an incredible adventure.

Once I reached Leicester, I decided to have a proper explore of this charming city. The quaint streets, lined with charming independent boutiques and buzzing cafes, held an old-world charm that was simply enchanting. You could feel the history woven into the cobbled streets and nestled within the timbered buildings. It was just the perfect backdrop for my ballerina dreams.

However, I had a special event in mind. As you know, I simply must take the opportunity to visit a new ballet company every chance I get! So, off I went, fluttering through the doors of the Leicester Curve Theatre with the energy of a newly-sprung ballet slipper! I was eager to see the enchanting, award-winning ballet "A Midsummer Night's Dream".

The first thing I noticed was the beautiful foyer, decked out in swathes of purple, a colour so close to pink it almost felt like an embrace! Then, it was onto the main event. Oh, how I love seeing ballet performances! They hold a magic, a passion, a kind of unspoken dialogue that's absolutely mesmerizing. The dancers at Leicester Curve were stunning - such strength and grace, so perfectly aligned in every gesture. Every leap was a burst of joyous energy, every pirouette a perfect swirl of the dancers’ skills and their stories. The playfulness, the drama, the sheer energy of the story was contagious. It felt like a magical dream!

As I walked home from the theatre, it dawned on me how perfectly this city matched my aesthetic! And naturally, my attire was as fitting as the scene itself! I was wearing the most amazing tutu - think flowing black tulle and layers of shimmering silk, with accents of pale pink lace at the hem. My outfit was an absolute dream, an ode to the ballet’s timeless elegance and my own personal style. It was as if I’d walked right out of the play and into the bustling heart of Leicester. The twinkle lights reflected off my tulle skirt as I strolled past a group of street performers - a delightful mix of musicians, acrobats and dancers. Their passion was contagious, and it made my own little heart dance! I simply had to stop and clap along to their rhythm! It felt like being part of a scene from the story of Cinderella - only I knew, of course, that the magic of ballet is present everywhere, if you just have the heart to look for it.

The next morning, I went to see what was happening at the beautiful Leicester Museum & Art Gallery. There was something wonderful on about butterflies and insects! It felt fitting. You know, with my love for fluttering, I have a soft spot for these tiny creatures! They flit through the air with such a light elegance, just like dancers! They are living examples of the sheer joy of movement and the power of nature.

Later, it was time for my personal ritual – ballet class! In a little studio right on the edge of the park, I was embraced by the comforting atmosphere of music, stretching and that gentle tap, tap, tap of feet against the wooden floor. It was everything a dancer's heart could want - a place to explore and to rediscover my own creativity through dance. The feeling of pushing my body to its limits, the sweat and the satisfaction – it’s simply magic. The teacher was delightful - her instructions a warm, reassuring stream of encouragement and positive energy, each encouraging me to strive for a graceful fluidity in my movements.

I was delighted with how friendly everyone was, both in my ballet class and outside of it. People genuinely seem happy in this city! The relaxed energy is certainly contagious - perhaps it’s because the city has that magic quality about it. A city that embraces a love for dance and beauty in all its forms. That's my kind of place.

One thing is certain - Leicester, with its vibrant art scene, delicious food, and heartwarming atmosphere, left a tutti-fruity impression on my soul. I can’t wait to visit again. This city is truly the perfect mix of history and energy – exactly like my own dreamy ballet journey!

Until next time, stay fabulous!

Emma
Pink-Tutu.com

P.S. Follow my adventures on Instagram @emmapinktutu! I'd love to hear about your own dance experiences!


#TutuBlog 1998-08-25 in Leicester with a black tutu.