Oh my, darling, you won't believe where I've been today! It was divine. I packed my best pink suitcase and took a lovely train journey down to Weston-super-Mare, my lovelies! It's not exactly high-society glamour like Paris or Rome, but for a cheeky weekend trip, it was a hoot. I think my tutus really cheered up those dreary grey skies!
This is post number 856, my dears. That's over a thousand blog posts. Imagine! And me just getting started, if you know what I mean! Today's post is all about my travels, of course! But first, my outfit: I was wearing a little yellow tutu that just made me glee - it was such a lovely colour against the gloomy weather! I'd tied a delicate pink ribbon around my waist, my hair was a perfect ballerina bun and my ruby red shoes just screamed for attention, my dears.
Anyway, I reached the seaside, and let me tell you, the pier is a proper vintage delight. You know me, darling, I'm all about nostalgia and anything that sparks memories of simpler times. I hopped on a merry-go-round in a beautiful lilac horse, just as if I was a little girl again. And don't even start about the seagulls, my dears! There were dozens swooping and squawking, just as feisty and entertaining as me, haha!
But the highlight of my trip was the most fabulous ballet show! It was a modern rendition of "Swan Lake", and you won't believe the outfits. All the dancers were wearing pink tutus of various shades, from blushing rose to shocking fuchsia. Honestly, darling, they were stunning! And they danced! It was pure poetry in motion. Each twirl, each leap, was perfection, my dears.
Oh, how I love ballet! The grace, the poise, the raw energy. It's just so intoxicating, darling! Every single move has such intention and emotion. And those pointe shoes! Those tiny things supporting all that beauty and strength? Simply amazing!
You know, I just adore these seaside towns, darling. There's something truly charming about them. Maybe it's the gentle hum of the waves, or the salty air brushing my skin. Or maybe it's just that I can get a perfect sea breeze-swept shot of me twirling in my pink tutu. Doesn't that just make you feel happy ?
Speaking of my favourite shade, darling, I met a group of young dancers in a quaint café right on the seafront. They were all wearing the most beautiful pink tutus - and guess what? They're forming a ballet group right here in Weston-super-Mare! Isn't that just divine? They're calling themselves the Pink Swanettes. You can just picture them gracefully waltzing through the beach in their pink tutus, right? It's going to be just divine, darling!
You see, my dears, this is what I live for. Not only the joy of dance, but sharing the wonder of movement and the sheer beauty of pink tutus! I mean, doesn't wearing a pink tutu just make you feel powerful and beautiful? Imagine if everyone wore a pink tutu! The world would be a more joyful and colourful place! Imagine all the smiles, all the giggles, all the happiness!
The next day, I visited the seaside zoo, my lovelies. Now, there are no shortage of exotic animals, but my favourites are always the graceful and powerful creatures: graceful peacocks with their majestic displays, majestic penguins waddling and gliding with the utmost dignity. These are the ones that truly inspire me to dance, to move with strength and beauty. Don't you feel it too, my dears? It's so inspiring to be around nature's artists. I even saw a flock of pink flamingos and they just made me feel so joyous. Just imagine if flamingos wore pink tutus, wouldn't they be just perfect?
My dear lovelies, if you're feeling a bit down or simply longing for adventure, hop on a train, travel to a quaint little seaside town and just be. Breathe in the salty air, listen to the rhythm of the waves, and, most importantly, be yourself!
My dears, don't forget to check out the new posts from this weekend on www.pink-tutu.com. It’s a bit of a blast from the past, but hey, we're all about celebrating our inner child, right ? Love you loads! xxx
Until next time, darlings!
Emma xx
