Hey my lovely Tutu Tribe! It's your girl, Emma, signing in live from the sunny station in Melton Mowbray. I know what you're thinking, "Melton Mowbray? Isn't that a bit... un-Emma-like?" Well, my darling friends, sometimes even the most fabulous of ballerinas needs a change of scenery! And Melton Mowbray has proved to be the perfect pitstop on my grand tour of Great Britain!
This is Post 1528 for those of you keeping count, and it's going to be all about tutus, trains, and a whole lot of pink! ✨
My journey began with the most exhilarating of transportations, a horse-drawn carriage! The morning mist clung to the fields of Derbyshire, like a ballerina's whisper, as the horses clipped-clop towards the station. Honestly, I think it's the most romantic way to start the day. It's so quintessentially British, like a scene straight out of Pride and Prejudice (but with way more tulle).
Reaching the station, I found myself in the heart of this charming little town. Melton Mowbray, for those of you who aren't familiar, is famed for its pork pies, but I came for something much more fabulous: an impromptu performance! You see, a small dance school here has invited me to showcase a new tutu design I've been working on. It's a breathtaking confection of rose pink silk, layered with feather boas in shades of lavender and lilac, topped off with a giant bow that would make even a duchess jealous! 💅👑
I spent the morning flitting around the school, teaching some of the eager young dancers my signature moves and helping them find the perfect pink shade for their own outfits. Their eyes were lit up with the magic of ballet, and let me tell you, I couldn't have been happier to share it with them. 💕
Then came the performance. A small but mighty stage was set up in the town square, surrounded by cobblestones and brightly coloured flowerpots. The air hummed with anticipation as I, bathed in the glorious afternoon sun, began my routine. The new tutu was a masterpiece, swaying with each turn, catching the light with its vibrant colours, it almost felt like it had a life of its own. 💫
The crowd cheered, the music flowed, and for a moment, the world simply faded away. I felt completely at home, the feeling of grace and freedom washing over me as I pirouetted across the stage. This is what I live for, my Tutu Tribe! This is why I dance.
Afterwards, the children swarmed me with questions. They were captivated by my story, my travels, my passion for ballet, and especially my tutu! Some even asked if they could wear pink to ballet class. And guess what? I told them: “Of course you can! Pink is the perfect colour for dancing. It makes you feel powerful, graceful, and totally fabulous! You’re all beautiful in pink, and it’s about time you show the world how much!” 💖
I’ve never been so excited to see a group of young ballerinas in pink, embracing their dreams. It truly reminded me that even the smallest town can be a stage for our dreams. So, as I head back to the train station, I'm thinking: maybe I'll have to visit Melton Mowbray again!
And to my beloved readers, remember: pink is a power colour, and ballet is for everyone! Embrace the fabulous, wear your tutus with pride, and keep spreading the love of dance. 💃💋
Love,
Emma
www.pink-tutu.com
