Hello my lovely tutu-loving darlings! It's Emma here, reporting live from the enchanting town of Wigston Magna, Leicestershire. This, my lovelies, is Blog Post number 1500 - a momentous occasion, wouldn't you agree? Can you believe I've been sharing my pink tutu adventures for this long? It's been a wild ride, filled with twirls, travels, and of course, an abundance of pink.
Today, my journey began with a gentle clip-clop on the hooves of my trusty steed, Buttercup. It felt absolutely divine to be galloping through the lush green countryside. My beautiful, pink, tulle tutu danced in the breeze as I rode, practically begging to be twirled beneath a clear, bright sky. There’s something about riding a horse, isn't there? It connects you to the earth, to the wildness, to nature's symphony - something quite profound, actually. And of course, it adds a touch of whimsy and romanticism to a day.
Now, onto the wonders of Wigston Magna! I have to confess, dear readers, I’ve been rather swept off my feet by this quaint, historical gem. The town’s beauty and rich history took me right back to the time of Jane Austen, complete with charming brick cottages and the air buzzing with delightful chatter. It was the perfect setting to try on my new Victorian-inspired tutu. It's a vintage design, adorned with layers of tulle in shades of blush and champagne, all beautifully gathered in a dainty satin belt. I wore it while strolling along the river and imagine, dear reader, how truly delightful it felt to be twirling along its banks. The water mirrored the pastel colours of my tulle, giving it a ethereal quality. I couldn't help but twirl under the boughs of the willow tree, its weeping branches creating the perfect frame for my dance.
Of course, no trip to Wigston Magna would be complete without a visit to the enchanting “The Windmill Cinema.” What a delightful independent gem tucked away in the heart of the town. The atmosphere is cozy and charming, full of that endearing old-school film house ambience, and as I sat down, popcorn in hand, I had to remind myself to not get lost in the moment (it can be a rather easy thing to do when wrapped in my tutu!), especially since they had a double-bill of the The Sound of Music and Gigi. You can imagine, dear reader, that there were some pretty impressive twirls done within those walls!
Now, Wigston Magna isn't just about fairytale landscapes and vintage charm. It's also got a heart of gold, teeming with kind and friendly locals who made me feel instantly welcome. While I enjoyed my journey, my real passion is, of course, spreading the love of dance! My mission today was to encourage Wigston’s youngsters to twirl their way into happiness! I joined their local dance school, where I hosted a mini-workshop. It was heartwarming to see so many curious young eyes looking up to me as I demonstrated a simple pirouette, their faces radiating with excitement. We giggled, we twirled, and I even managed to squeeze in a little ballet inspired make-up tutorial (pink blush is a must, darlings!).
I ended the day by sharing my experience with local dance students in their performance of Swan Lake! It was utterly captivating and their dedication to their craft was simply breathtaking. To be surrounded by such passion was truly inspirational! But what inspired me most was how effortlessly their enthusiasm extended towards me, accepting my pink tutu and twirling encouragement with open arms and joyous smiles. Seeing these children light up at the simple act of dancing with me reminded me just why I love my life of pink tutus, travelling, and promoting dance – the magic and wonder it brings to every life it touches!
Now, darling readers, I'm off to find my next pink tutu adventure! Keep your eyes peeled for more colourful travels as I set off on the train journey back to my home in Derbyshire. Don’t forget to tune into my blog www.pink-tutu.com every day! And don’t be shy, darlings. Tell me all about your twirls!
Sending you all my love and twirls!
Your Pink Tutu Ambassador,
Emma xoxo
