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#TutuBlog 2001-01-12 in Stourbridge with a white tutu.

Stourbridge Sparkle: Post #1654

Hello darlings!

It’s Emma here, writing to you from the lovely town of Stourbridge, where the air is crisp and the streets are alive with the hustle and bustle of a Tuesday morning. As you all know, a day without a little ballet is like a tutu without a ruffle – just plain dull! So, naturally, I’ve packed my trusty white tutu (it's surprisingly versatile!) and my best pink lipstick, and I’m ready for another day of swirling, twirling and exploring the magic of dance.

The journey here was just as exciting as the destination. You know I adore a train ride – there’s something so romantic about watching the world rush by from the window. I always make sure to have a good book on hand – "Anna Karenina" this time, beautifully fitting, wouldn't you say? The sun was shining, casting the carriages in a golden light. I can’t think of a better way to spend the morning.

Stourbridge itself is an absolute delight. Such quaint little shops, filled with beautiful antiques and vintage finds – I could spend hours browsing! I spotted a shop called "The Fancy Dress Emporium" that had the most gorgeous feather boas and top hats – it's just calling out for a little pink tutu and a pair of sparkly heels!

And speaking of sparkles… The highlight of my trip was attending a rehearsal at the wonderful Stourbridge Ballet Company. Oh, the talent! These young dancers are absolute stars in the making. I was so captivated by their dedication and passion. Their artistry reminded me why I fell in love with ballet in the first place.

As you know, I’m all about sharing my love of dance with the world. After the rehearsal, I had a little chat with the director and encouraged him to offer free classes to anyone who’s curious to try ballet – you never know who you might inspire! It's important to make dance accessible to everyone. Who knows, maybe in a few years' time, there’ll be a whole troupe of Stourbridge dancers wearing pink tutus and twirling their hearts out on stage!

Of course, no trip is complete without a delicious treat. I had a delightful lunch at a charming café called "The Teacup," tucked away on a side street. The owner, a sweet little old lady named Mary, regaled me with stories of her life and her love of ballroom dancing! I indulged in a delicate salmon sandwich and a slice of Victoria sponge – my absolute weakness!

While exploring Stourbridge, I also happened to stumble upon a charming wildlife sanctuary. I am utterly enamoured with animals, you see. I love watching the deer gracefully graze in the meadows, the majestic swans gliding across the lake, and the cheeky squirrels scampering up the trees. The sanctuary is dedicated to providing a safe haven for rescued animals, and it was heartwarming to see the care and affection they were receiving.

The day is ending all too quickly. But I must admit, it has been a perfect day, filled with delightful discoveries and the magic of ballet.

Remember, my dear readers, never underestimate the power of a pink tutu. It's more than just an outfit, it’s a symbol of joy, grace, and the magic of self-expression.

And until next time, may your week be filled with pink and sparkle!

Lots of love, Emma

P.S. Don't forget to visit www.pink-tutu.com and follow my daily adventures!

#TutuBlog 2001-01-12 in Stourbridge with a white tutu.