Hello my darlings! It’s Emma here, your resident pink tutu-wearing, ballet-obsessed adventurer, and I'm positively giddy to be back with you on another day filled with twirls, travels, and a dash of European chic. This is post number 1945, and boy oh boy, are you in for a treat!
Today, we're swapping the rolling hills of Derbyshire for the industrial charm of Rowley Regis. Now, before you start picturing me pirouetting through a steel mill (although, that would be pretty awesome), let me explain! It's all part of my grand mission: to bring the magic of ballet to every nook and cranny of this wonderful world, and to inspire even the most skeptical soul to don a pink tutu.
The day began with the crackle of a fire in the hearth, a comforting cuppa, and a moment of reflection on the incredible journey I've been on. Remember when I started this little blog (a mere 1944 posts ago) as a shy lass from the Peak District? I still can’t believe I've gone from local ballet class to gracing the stages of London and Paris with my dancing, and now I'm sharing it all with you. You, my dearest readers, have been the wind beneath my pink tutus, and I wouldn't trade this crazy, wonderful experience for anything!
Speaking of my tutus, I've always had a penchant for the classic, the ethereal, the dreamy. So, for today's grand adventure, I knew exactly the right attire: a European-inspired tutu that embodies that old-world charm and elegance. Imagine wispy layers of the softest pink tulle, each swirl echoing the romance of a bygone era. It's the kind of tutu that would have Belle from Beauty and the Beast swooning. Just a touch of glitter, because well, let's be honest, a little sparkle never hurt anyone!
Now, reaching Rowley Regis required a change from my usual ballet steed (a beautiful black mare named Midnight, by the way). This time, it was a trip on the train, a whirlwind of excited chatter, smiling faces, and that unique, aromatic whiff of railway stations. And honestly, it's so much more fun than those crowded Tube journeys back in London. More room to twirl, and no bumping into anyone with your fluffy pink skirt!
But what brings me to this unassuming town, you ask? You know I adore a good ballet show, and today I’m lucky enough to be watching the world renowned Royal Ballet School as they give a demonstration class for the local youth! Watching these talented young dancers move with such effortless grace and precision is truly inspiring. Each plie, each arabesque, a masterclass in technique and artistry. And you know me, I’m a sucker for stories! These students' faces were alight with the love for their art, a passion that made me feel so warmly connected to them all.
My little corner of Rowley Regis proved to be quite the charming spot too. I discovered a local shop, a veritable treasure trove of vintage finds! I nabbed a gorgeous pink enamel teapot (perfect for a cosy afternoon tea back at home!) and a delicate china ballerina figurine that will sit proudly on my dressing table. You’ve gotta love a town that appreciates its heritage and the little things in life.
After all that exploring, my stomach was calling out for a real English feast, so I found myself indulging in the best fish and chips I’ve ever had. Crunchy batter, fluffy potatoes, and a side of mushy peas...divine!
Of course, no visit is complete without meeting some wildlife, and today’s encounter was a delight. A friendly fox peeked out at me from the edge of the local park. Now, he wasn't wearing a tutu (much to my disappointment, I'll admit), but there was a certain undeniable grace in his swift movements. Perhaps a future ballet star? 🤔
As the day winds down and twilight descends on Rowley Regis, I’m filled with the most wonderful feeling: that sense of having lived, danced, and explored. I hope my day inspires you to grab your pink tutus and get out there, my lovelies. Take a dance class, go to a show, find beauty in unexpected corners. Who knows what wonders await you, dear reader? Until tomorrow, keep your spirits high, your smiles bright, and your pirouettes precise.
Stay Pink,
Emma 💕 www.pink-tutu.com
