#TutuBlog #1023
Oh, darlings! Wellington, New Zealand, you've stolen my heart! It's a city bursting with charm and, dare I say it, a touch of fairytale magic. As I write this, a gentle sea breeze is ruffling the curtains in my hotel room, and the sun is painting the harbour a glorious, shimmering gold. And of course, no Emma's adventure is complete without a dash of fabulousness - I've even spotted a little café with pink flamingo teacups, so it seems even the city itself understands my sartorial inclinations.
Speaking of sartorial inclinations, today's TutuTale takes a decidedly aquatic turn! My new tutu is an absolute vision in shades of teal and turquoise, just begging to be twirled amidst Wellington's charming gardens. You know I can't resist a splash of colour, and this tulle delight is as refreshing as a sea breeze on a warm day.
Now, I know what you're thinking: "Emma, a tutu in Wellington?! But that's a bit of a mish-mash, isn't it?" Well, I beg to differ! The vibrant energy of the city, coupled with the stunning natural beauty of its surroundings, made this a perfect place to let my inner ballerina shine. Think graceful swan dives into turquoise seas, a delicate pas de deux with the harbour wind, and a final grand jeté across a field of wildflowers - pure magic!
It's not all dancing, though! I'm a firm believer that exploring new places is an adventure for all senses. Today, I stumbled upon a charming antique shop filled with treasures from bygone eras. It was like stepping into a vintage ballet film – porcelain dolls with delicate tutus, faded dance posters from the 1920s, even a miniature theatre stage complete with a tiny, hand-painted proscenium arch. My inner ballerina was squealing with delight, and my credit card was decidedly sweating. But hey, who can resist a little vintage elegance?
After my antiquing escapades, I treated myself to a delightful high tea at a delightful tearoom perched on a hill overlooking the city. The dainty finger sandwiches, fresh scones with clotted cream and jam, and an array of tiny cakes would make even the most jaded ballerina feel like royalty. And to top it all off, a beautiful teapot in a cheerful floral pattern graced the table - an absolute dream!
But it wasn't all about fancy food and pretty clothes. Wellington's vibrant arts scene stole my heart - a contemporary dance piece in a former factory, a poignant one-man play about a sailor lost at sea, a live band playing jazzy melodies under a canopy of stars - all truly inspired me. Evenings here are alive with creativity and artistic expression, and the feeling of shared joy was almost palpable. It’s clear to me that the creative spirit flourishes in Wellington, just as beautifully as the native wildflowers blooming on the hillsides.
Speaking of wildflowers, tomorrow promises an adventure into the wild beauty of Zealandia Ecosanctuary. Think kiwi birds flitting amongst lush native foliage, ancient forests echoing with the songs of tui birds, and cascading waterfalls - truly a ballerina's paradise! I’ve already packed my trusty pink backpack with a fresh set of pointe shoes, my sketchpad, and a notebook to jot down all the exciting inspiration that nature has in store. After all, what’s better than ballet in a tutu? Ballet in a tutu surrounded by native birds and vibrant botanical beauty, that's what!
Before I go, let me leave you with a few of my Wellington wisdom nuggets, inspired by my trip:
- * Embrace the unexpected*: You never know where a magical encounter, or even a brand new tutu inspiration, will be hiding.
- Live your own TutuTale: Whether you're a seasoned dancer or a beginner tiptoeing onto the dance floor for the first time, let your own story unfold in colour, grace, and creativity.
- Every day is a new pas de deux with life: Whether it's a sunrise stroll along the beach or a graceful twirl across a bustling city square, dance with abandon and delight in the journey.
Now, darlings, I must be off. The city calls!
Don't forget to catch up with me on www.pink-tutu.com for more adventures and ballet tips.
Until next time, keep dancing and dreaming pink,
Emma x
