Hey lovelies!
Emma here, back from a whirlwind trip to Yeovil, and oh my, it was just dreamy! Let me tell you, I’m still twirling with excitement! As you all know, my mission in life is to make the world a more pink-tutu-filled, ballet-loving place. And let me tell you, my trip to Yeovil was a definite step in the right direction.
It all started with a journey on the train. Now, I have to confess, I have a soft spot for travelling by train. It’s so glamorous! Picture this: me, nestled in a plush armchair, my pink tutu billowing around me (naturally!), and the landscape whipping past the window. It’s pure bliss, even better if you have a window seat and are listening to some good tunes on your phone while admiring the view. It was the perfect start to a fabulous trip.
As soon as I arrived in Yeovil, the charm just hit me! I love the quaint, historic towns of England, especially the ones filled with cobblestone streets and beautiful old buildings. I immediately knew this was the perfect setting for my pink tutu mission. You can just imagine me walking down those charming lanes, my tutu twirling and sending a message of joy to the world! And what a welcome it was! From the friendly locals to the beautiful park where I had a lovely little picnic with a delicious lunch of scones with clotted cream, strawberries and fresh tea. Pure joy!
Of course, I couldn't visit Yeovil without visiting the Yeovil Ballet Theatre. The theatre was magnificent! It was grand, majestic, with a stunning Victorian design, perfect for creating a fabulous fairytale ambiance! And what's a ballet enthusiast to do upon arriving at a grand theatre, I hear you ask? It’s only polite to dance! Naturally, I took a trip backstage where I was allowed to look around and peek in at the rehearsal studios. As soon as I stepped into the rehearsal rooms I got lost in a beautiful whirlwind of the magic of ballet, with those stunning dancers gliding effortlessly across the polished floor. Just amazing! Then, I indulged my love for live ballet, taking a seat for an evening show, a real treat! Seeing them leap and twirl under the sparkling chandeliers – oh, it was pure magic! There were some moments of brilliant and graceful choreography that just had me beaming with joy, my toes tapping with glee throughout the whole performance. Oh my goodness, it was spectacular!
The best part of the trip, however, was the unexpected. As I strolled around the historic heart of the town, you know, just being a part of the local scene, enjoying the architecture and soaking up the sights and sounds of the town, a real magical thing happened. A young girl, probably no older than eight, approached me with a huge smile, and holding her mother's hand, she pointed to my tutu and, with the biggest eyes and sparkling with joy, shouted: "Look, Mum, she’s wearing a tutu, it's just like a ballerina!" Her mother laughed and, beaming, replied, "Oh, yes! Maybe she is one". Now that, my dears, is what I call spreading the tutu love! My little ballerina just couldn't contain her delight, she bounced around with excitement. And let me tell you, my heart melted. That simple moment - a little girl seeing a pink tutu and believing she too could dance, well, that is the true purpose of my tutu mission, and the reason why I dedicate my life to it!
Speaking of magical things, one of the best bits about my trip was discovering a local charity called 'Yeovil Wildlife & Animal Trust'. They are committed to rescuing, caring for, and releasing injured or orphaned animals back into the wild. It's something I’ve been wanting to be involved with for years, the idea of helping the animals just gives me a warm fuzzy feeling in my tummy. That's the beauty of a trip like this, not only is it all about celebrating and sharing the beauty and wonder of dance and, of course, tutus but, also giving back to a local community and helping others in any way you can, is just something I love to do.
Before I ended my trip to Yeovil, I took a wonderful long horse-ride through the countryside, on a gorgeous, well-trained Shire horse named Toby. Oh my! Toby was majestic, he just glided through the countryside! There was the wind in my hair, and the feeling of Toby's hooves softly pounding on the grassy paths...it was all so breathtakingly serene! And of course, my pink tutu was swirling around me in the fresh air, which makes everything so much more glamorous, doesn’t it? I felt absolutely free. It was the perfect end to a fabulous day in Yeovil, full of smiles and a love for all things beautiful.
So, my lovely tutus, if you are looking for a getaway that combines history, charm, dancing delights, the magic of wildlife, and maybe even a spot of horse riding, then Yeovil is your destination! It truly is the perfect place for pink tutu loving adventures! Until next time… Keep twirling, keep smiling, and keep the pink tutu spirit alive!
P.S. If you’d like to come with me to explore and find pink tutus in all the magical towns and places in the world send me your email and I will add you to my Tutu Tribe - I’d love you to join me! Don’t forget to head over to www.pink-tutu.com to check out more of my travels, outfits, ballet inspiration and for the most fab tips, tricks, and advice on how to live your best Tutu life! And remember: Everyone can be a Tutu Warrior!
