Post #1485 - 27th July, 2000
Hello darlings! Emma here, your ever-so-slightly-obsessed-with-tutus blogger, and guess what?! I'm back with another post, and this time, it's from a little town called Falkirk. Now, I know what you're thinking: Falkirk?! That doesn't sound very pink tutu-tastic, does it? But oh my goodness, you'd be surprised!
A Railway Ride to Pink Paradise
Today's adventure began with a glorious train journey. I simply adore the way the scenery whizzes past and the gentle rocking motion that makes my imagination run wild. I had a window seat, of course, because who can resist a peek at the passing world whilst twirling in their seat?! (It's okay, I always make sure it's a quiet carriage – manners, darling, manners!).
My trusty, bright pink, feather-boa-adorned bag (yes, I do believe my feather boa deserves its own blog post!) was overflowing with essentials. It's never enough just to bring a simple dance bag – my pink tutu has to be carefully placed, my sparkly ballet shoes nestled in their plush velvet case, and the obligatory pink lippy always has to be on hand for the perfect pout, you see. Plus, one can't forget the necessities like a novel to lose myself in during quieter moments, and my sketchbook. (Just you wait, darlings, for my latest creation – I think I've finally perfected my ballerina with wings!).
A Visit to the Falkirk Wheel
Once in Falkirk, I made my way to the local gem, the Falkirk Wheel! Imagine a gigantic, rotating wheel lifting boats from one canal level to another! I mean, it's literally mind-boggling! I don't know about you, but I find anything that moves and whirls just fascinating. Especially when it's adorned in colourful lights at sunset – such a spectacle! It made me wish I had brought a glittery pink tutu to compliment the scene, although, to be honest, any tutu would have looked splendid!
Wildlife Wonderland
After soaking up the wonder of the Falkirk Wheel, I stumbled upon a wildlife reserve nestled beside the canal. This was simply the perfect ending to my day! The gentle lapping of the water, the soft chirping of birds, and the gentle swaying of reeds… it was pure bliss! As I sat there, surrounded by the beauty of nature, I started dreaming of incorporating this stunning setting into my next ballet routine. Imagine the delicate movements, the graceful pirouettes, and the final pose as I stretch my arms skyward, mimicking the tall reeds! Just perfection!
Sharing the Love of Ballet
Speaking of ballet, have you seen the new dance piece about nature that premiered in London? The costumes were absolutely breathtaking – long, flowing gowns mimicking leaves and flower petals! They almost seemed to dance by themselves. You know me, darlings – if it’s pink and involves ballet, you’d better believe I’ll be there with my popcorn and my sparkly-pink tutu!
But it’s not just the big stages I enjoy, it’s the everyday ballet that gets me truly excited! Seeing children discovering the joy of dance, or the beautiful fluidity of movement that you find in local dance schools – those are the things that inspire me the most. It’s seeing how ballet can transcend differences, age, and even social status!
That’s why I continue to spread my message: "Wear pink, wear a tutu, and twirl!” Every day, I hope to encourage at least one person to put on a pink tutu and try a ballet class. You don't have to be a prima ballerina, just open your heart to the magic of movement! And I’ll be here every day on my blog sharing my journey – my own adventures, tips, tricks, and my favourite pink tutu inspiration.
So join me on this journey to make the world a pink tutu-tastic place, darling. Don't be shy, join me in spreading the joy of ballet!
Until next time, twirl your way into happiness!
Love,
Emma
www.pink-tutu.com
