Hello darlings! It's Emma here, back with another installment of my pink-tutu-filled life! You're reading Post #855 - it's my daily dose of pink and pirouettes for you, straight from the heart of… East Ham!
Now, I know what you're thinking: East Ham? Isn't that, like, far from my usual haunts? Well, darling, I'm always up for an adventure, and this one involved a dash of history, a sprinkle of city life, and the most delightful railway journey.
Speaking of trains, remember my love for those elegant iron steeds? It wouldn't be a trip without a whiff of steam and the rhythmic chug-chugging that gets my heart aflutter! This time, though, I took the Elizabeth line - oh my, what a marvel! All sleek and shiny, zipping through tunnels, the city a blur of concrete and colour. It felt a bit like a ride on a roller coaster… just without the upside-down bits (because, darling, one can only manage so many grand jetés in a day!).
And when I say "a dash of history," I mean it! You see, dear readers, my darling granny was a flapper back in the Roaring Twenties. She adored dancing, she adored the colours, and she adored a good tutu! I’m practically bursting with pride at her legacy, and this journey to East Ham was almost like tracing her footsteps through time.
But let's not forget the purpose of the trip – ballet! This beautiful town is home to The Ballet School East Ham, tucked away in a charming Victorian building. It’s like a time capsule of graceful artistry, with warm wooden floors and an airy, sunlit studio. You wouldn't believe how gorgeous the space felt… I almost wanted to pack my bag and join in the classes, but a girl has to keep those dance shoes fresh for the stage! 😉
Speaking of which, this weekend is all about the grand finale – the finale that's been in my head for weeks, a whirlwind of dance and drama, glitter and glamour! Imagine this: the majestic National Theatre stage, an epic story unfolding before your eyes, all under the glittering chandelier that could hold a hundred pink tutus (a dream for a tutu enthusiast like myself, darling!). And to make it even more fabulous? I’m going to be dancing in a magnificent pink tutu. (Naturally! What else?!).
And of course, my outfits had to reflect the glamour of this grand adventure. Let me tell you, I am not one for demure outfits. I want something dramatic, something bold. I wanted a silhouette that spoke of grace and power. Something that said, “Emma is here to slay!” And slay I did! First, a playful combination of a lavender tunic and leggings for my journey to East Ham. The colour pop against the city backdrop – a bit of whimsical romance amidst the bustling concrete. I paired it with my favourite pink sneakers with that extra-sparkly touch for a dash of ballet street style. And who says you can't wear your ballerina-esque footwear around the city? Not me! I'm a firm believer in merging the world of dance with everyday life.
Then came the theatre outfit. Now, this was the big one. My gorgeous custom-made pink tutu in shimmering chiffon. (The perfect shade, by the way – not too pale, not too bright, it simply glows!) Paired with a long-sleeved, ivory blouse and a statement belt to give it that "dancer-meets-Hollywood" vibe. And finally, for a splash of extra-fun: a headband with feathers that caught the theatre lights! All this and I was ready to ignite the stage, bringing a little bit of my pink-tutu-love to every single seat.
But dear reader, you see, ballet isn’t all about the big stage, or the grand dresses. There’s something so deeply magical about a dance studio. About the way light dances on a bare floor, about the whispers of tulle, about the sweat and dedication that transform an everyday room into a stage for our dreams.
The dance floor became a stage for my dreams… even outside the studios, there was a dance within the journey itself. My ride to East Ham felt like a graceful movement - the rhythm of the train, the blur of scenery, it all contributed to a wonderful dance in motion with nature itself. And of course, darling, every journey has its wild side. Did you know that East Ham is home to a beautiful green space? Filled with trees, buzzing with wildlife, a world within a world, if you will. There's a tranquility within that wildness that grounds me, connects me to the earth and the energy of life.
Let me tell you, darling, there’s nothing quite like that feeling - that dance between your inner-ballet queen and the wild beauty around you. That's what inspires me to live life with that extra je ne sais quoi, that twirl-inducing joie de vivre, and to invite everyone into the beautiful, joyful, vibrant world of pink tutus!
After all, who wouldn't love the lightness of a twirling skirt, the grace of a plié, the power of a grand jeté? Ballet is not just about pirouettes and pas de bourrées. It's a way of life. A reminder that beauty, strength, and passion can blossom even in the most unexpected of places. And trust me, you'll find the pink-tutu-lover in every corner of this world!
So go ahead, darlings! Put on your best pink tutu, and join me on the journey of dance. Because let's face it, life's better with a little twirl! 💖
Yours eternally,
Emma. www.pink-tutu.com
