Post 2067: 01 March 2002
Hello lovelies! It's Emma here, fresh from a day trip to the gorgeous seaside town of Portsmouth! Now, I'm no stranger to seaside adventures - there's something so quintessentially British about the salty air, the chirping seagulls, and the quaint little seaside shops. But today, there was a certain je ne sais quoi, a certain extra sprinkle of fabulousness that made this particular outing even more special.
It all started with a particularly bold fashion choice, one that perfectly encapsulates my love for colour, tutus, and pushing the boundaries of everyday style. Yep, you guessed it: I donned a green tutu. Yes, you read that right, GREEN! 💚
Now, let me tell you, wearing a green tutu in public is quite the experience. People stare. Children point. Some people even gasp in disbelief! But honestly? I couldn't have cared less. It felt amazing. The bright colour, the twirly skirt, the undeniable oomph of a well-chosen tutu - it was like a statement of individuality, a dance through life with my own personal flair. And, as it turns out, the world's fascination with the tutu-ful really is universal. Even in Portsmouth, I became a walking talking beacon of happiness and whimsy.
The first stop on my Portsmouth itinerary? The incredible Spinnaker Tower! Now, let's be honest, going up tall towers isn't always my forte (I prefer to keep my feet firmly on the ground, usually within a safe 5-foot radius of a pointe shoe!), but the views were utterly breathtaking. I took hundreds of photos (seriously, I could have snapped pictures all day!). And wouldn't you know it, my green tutu seemed to blend in perfectly with the bright turquoise hues of the harbour!
After soaking in the incredible views from the tower, I felt a hankering for something more down-to-earth. My heart ached for the soft thud of hooves on cobblestone, the gentle sway of a carriage, and the delightful, almost hypnotic clip-clop of a horse-drawn ride. And so, I headed towards the city centre, in search of a true carriage adventure! (As luck would have it, Portsmouth doesn't disappoint when it comes to all things charming - and thankfully, I found myself surrounded by beautifully adorned horses just begging to take me on a tour!)
Imagine me, all in my green tutu, gliding through the streets in a horse-drawn carriage, the gentle breeze tousling my hair, and the sun warming my face. It felt like stepping straight out of a Jane Austen novel! And as I rode, I couldn't help but smile. My heart felt full with gratitude, with joy, with the sheer magic of a simple yet delightful moment in time.
The rest of the afternoon was filled with delightful wanderings through the cobblestone alleys, admiring the historic architecture, stopping by quaint little boutiques for a bit of retail therapy, and soaking up the buzzing atmosphere of the harbourside. I even found a beautiful, handcrafted teapot for my grandmother back in Derbyshire (who just so happens to be the best tutu-wearer I know!)
Before leaving Portsmouth, I knew I simply had to experience the legendary Portsmouth Historic Dockyard. A place filled with history, seafaring adventures, and the spirit of bravery. I explored the historic ships, marvelled at the stories of seafaring heroes, and learned a little something about the art of ship building! And, wouldn't you know it, I discovered a secret - one of my absolute favourite pastimes! They have their very own resident flock of penguins. Now, penguins? Always make my heart skip a beat. (They are the closest we get to ballerinas in the animal kingdom, wouldn't you agree?) They were delightful, waddling around, splashing about in the water, and even taking an adorable, impromptu nap on a ledge.
Of course, no day in Portsmouth could end without a bit of ballet inspiration. My fellow Tutu enthusiasts, I'm thrilled to share that the Portsmouth Ballet Academy is simply phenomenal! The energy was contagious, the passion undeniable, and I felt so incredibly lucky to be amongst such talent. It's no wonder this place nurtures future stars!
The highlight of my day was joining a beginner's class - I love learning from the best, after all, and discovering the talent and passion hidden within this academy was utterly magical. The joy of sharing my passion for ballet with a roomful of lovely people, the thrill of nailing that perfect plié, and the pure delight of learning a new combination – those moments are pure gold!
As I said, this trip was filled with fabulousness. The colour green seemed to be my lucky colour today, just as pink is usually. From the stunning views to the majestic horses and the beautiful penguin residents, I found myself filled with an indescribable sense of gratitude and happiness.
My Tutu Take Away for today? Sometimes, you just have to take a leap of faith – put on a green tutu and see where life takes you! It's the simple joys, the everyday adventures, that truly make life worth living. So, embrace your inner ballerina, embrace your individuality, and never stop twirling!
See you tomorrow, my lovelies, for another amazing adventure on www.pink-tutu.com!
Keep twirling,
Emma 💕
