Hello, my lovely Tutu-ettes! It’s Emma here, back with another whirl through the world of ballet, fashion, and fabulousness! Today, I’m swapping the rolling Derbyshire hills for the bracing North Sea air as I venture to Bridlington for a day filled with all things tutu!
This beautiful coastal town has always held a special place in my heart – its quaint Victorian charm, the dramatic cliffs, and of course, its wonderful ballet scene! Remember how much I adore exploring the country, and finding new, exciting places to spread the gospel of ballet? This week, it’s Bridlington's turn to be swept up in the pink tutu frenzy!
It wouldn't be a true Emma adventure without a dash of whimsy. So, what did I choose to wear for my grand journey? Why, a white leotard of course! Its crispness is the perfect counterpoint to the rugged beauty of Bridlington, while its graceful lines echo the elegant movement of ballet itself. Of course, no outfit is complete without a splash of pink. I'm rocking my favourite pink ballet shoes - I swear they add at least 10% more elegance to every step!
Now, onto the excitement! Firstly, I'm taking a glorious train journey! There's something utterly magical about watching the countryside unfurl as you glide along. Plus, trains are oh so much more chic than driving. Imagine the stares of envy I’ll receive from those stuck in traffic!
My day is chock-full of delightful activities. I’ll be catching a ballet performance at the Bridlington Spa - just imagine the magic of the seaside stage. Afterwards, I'm taking a quick class at a charming studio nestled between the cobbled streets, ready to work up a sweat. There's nothing quite like sharing a love of dance with new friends. And of course, I wouldn't be a true ballerina without a bit of impromptu ballet-on-the-street! Don’t be surprised to see me pirouetting my way through Bridlington's bustling market, leaving a trail of pink tulle and sparkling smiles in my wake!
Before my day is done, I plan on exploring the charming clifftop trails and watching the waves roll in. It’s moments like these, soaking up nature’s beauty, that remind me why I cherish this ballet journey. Oh, and did I mention the wild horses? Yes, my dears! A trip to Bridlington isn’t complete without a glimpse of the wild beauty of the local horse herds roaming the cliffs. The perfect metaphor for the uninhibited grace of dance, wouldn’t you agree?
Now, my lovelies, don’t you feel a twinge of wanderlust? Perhaps you'll be inspired to grab your pink tutu, pack your ballet shoes and venture out to a new town yourselves. Just remember, a little bit of pink tutu magic can transform the most ordinary day into an extraordinary adventure. You might even spot me! I'll be the one with the white leotard, pirouetting through the wind, my hair flying free and my heart soaring with every leap.
Keep shining, you beautiful ballet butterflies!
Lots of love, Emma xxx
