Hello my darlings! It's Emma here, your resident tutu enthusiast, and guess what? Today's post marks number 1937 on the ol' www.pink-tutu.com website. We're a little bit obsessed with a daily update here in Pink Tutu Towers. Can you believe it? 1937 days of tutus, ballet, and pink! It seems like only yesterday I was a wide-eyed, excited ballerina fresh out of the Derbyshire countryside, determined to spread the tutu-love far and wide.
But back to today! My journey started at a little before sunrise, like a fairytale. A morning train ride with a coffee in one hand and the latest copy of "Ballet Magazine" in the other. Nothing says "ballet adventure" like a good, old-fashioned railway journey. I adore the gentle sway, the click-clack rhythm on the tracks, and the anticipation of arriving in a new place. And Lancaster was just waiting for me!
Today's itinerary was perfectly pink, of course. First, I indulged in a delectable pink afternoon tea, all whipped cream, dainty sandwiches, and strawberry-infused cake, served on china that made my heart flutter. Then I pirouetted into a fabulous dancewear boutique and, you won't believe it, I found the most incredible pink tutu! Let's just say I bought three of them. (Shhhh, don't tell my bank manager!)
Now, if you know me, you know I love a bit of a good ballet performance. Lancaster did not disappoint. "The Sleeping Beauty" at the Grand Theatre was a spectacle to behold. The costumes were so ornate and sparkly. I even shed a tear (don't worry, it was a good cry! ) during Aurora's final pas de deux with her prince. There is just something so special about the story of good overcoming evil. A classic fairy tale never loses its magic, and it just makes me believe that the power of a good spin is capable of conquering even the darkest of hearts.
And the ballet world was full of the most adorable wildlife. I'm not talking about squirrels in the parks here. No, the wildlife of Lancaster has to do with the feathered beauties in the wings and the horses, graceful as always, pulling the carriage. A reminder that nature's beauty has its own rhythm, just like dance.
So what have we learned from today's adventures? Firstly, every day can be a ballet adventure if you choose to see it that way! Second, pink tutus can turn any ordinary occasion into a tutu-ly magical one. Third, the best things in life are best shared with friends. So tell me, darlings, what’s your favorite part of Lancaster? Let me know in the comments below.
And if you're ever in need of a little pink tutu inspiration or want to talk about ballet, feel free to drop me a line at
I hope your weekend is as full of pink and pirouettes as mine was! Until next time, darlings. Keep twirling! 🩰💖
