Hello my lovelies! It's Emma, your favourite pink-tutu-wearing, ballet-obsessed blogger, back from a whirlwind adventure to the heart of London! Oh, Highbury, you beautiful, charming place, how I've missed you!
The last few days have been a complete ballet-mania! Let me tell you, my diary is bursting at the seams with glitter, graceful movements, and… yes, a healthy dose of pink! 😉
It all started with a journey that wouldn't have been complete without a dash of whimsy. Forget the Tube! This Derbyshire girl travelled in style, perched upon a handsome, dappled grey mare called Jasper. Yes, my friends, a horse-drawn carriage ride to London - just me, my gorgeous, shimmering pink tutu, and the gentle clip-clop of hooves on cobbled streets. It was practically a scene straight out of a ballet! 🩰
Once I arrived in Highbury, it was time for a proper London treat: tea! My good friend Eleanor met me at the quaintest tea shop, surrounded by walls of vibrant wallpaper and brimming with china teacups fit for a duchess. Of course, I had to indulge in a scone with jam and clotted cream, all the while discussing our latest ballet obsessions. You know, the usual girly chat!
Later, it was time for the reason I truly ventured to this historic corner of London: the Highbury Theatre! Now, you know how much I love live theatre, and a performance by the Royal Ballet is the kind of experience that sends shivers down my spine. I can't even tell you how utterly mesmerised I was by the performance. The costumes, the choreography, the music - everything was simply breathtaking. The grace and elegance of those ballerinas took my breath away. My heart is still a bit of a flutter, I confess! 💖
Speaking of graceful moves, my love for all things ballet extends far beyond the stage! Before heading to the theatre, I took a class at the Highbury Dance Studio. I felt like a little girl again, twirling in my pink tutu, all smiles as I mastered my pirouettes and plies. It was sheer joy! It's always a beautiful thing to be surrounded by like-minded souls who share my passion. I even found myself talking with a fellow ballerina who had recently travelled to Kenya. We talked for ages about our experiences with wildlife – talk about another passion of mine! 😉
But the highlight of my trip, the ultimate icing on the cake, was the "Pink Tutu Picnic" we held in Regent's Park. My good friend Amelia, a fellow pink-tutu-loving ballet fanatic, and I had decided to bring the "Pink Tutu" spirit to London's most famous park. We donned our brightest pink tutus, picked a sunny patch under a blossoming tree, and enjoyed a delightful afternoon with champagne, scones, and a lot of giggling. It was just about the perfect day. 🍾
Of course, I couldn't resist adding a touch of magic to the day. As we picnicked, we told stories of ballet dreams and discussed how we wanted to bring ballet's elegance and grace to everyone in the world. We'd like everyone to try a ballet class at least once – maybe even to wear a pink tutu, just to feel the joy of swirling and twirling! We both firmly believe that every single person, young or old, should experience the joy of dancing. Maybe, just maybe, one day, the world will be full of people wearing tutus - and maybe they'll even be pink! 😄
This journey to London was pure magic! Now that I'm back home in Derbyshire, my head's buzzing with memories and my heart is overflowing with a newfound excitement for all things ballet. There's something truly special about that combination of grace, elegance, and artistry.
So, if you're ever in need of a bit of inspiration and magic, my advice is simple: wear a pink tutu, visit the theatre, take a dance class, and don't forget to share the joy with everyone around you!
Until next time, keep your toes pointed and your hearts full of dance!
Love,
Emma xoxo
