Oh, hello my darlings! It's Emma here, and today's post is a little bit extra special. You see, I've been on a whirlwind adventure! My pink tutu has seen so many sights this past week, from the charming streets of Derbyshire, where I was born and raised, to the bustling train stations of London and the quaint corners of Farnworth.
I'm all about spreading the joy of pink and ballet, and you guys know I live and breathe that tutu life! I've always been drawn to the graceful elegance of ballet and the enchanting charm of the colour pink. It's like sunshine bottled up, just waiting to make everyone around you smile! And don't even get me started on tutus. It's like they were invented to make the world a more beautiful place!
Anyway, back to my adventure. I boarded the train in my trusty pink tutu – I have a different one for every occasion, you see. It was the perfect shade of bubblegum pink with layers of soft tulle. As I looked out of the window at the green countryside, I realised that life is an endless stage. You might not have a ballerina bun or a dazzling pink tutu, but each day presents a new performance!
The train journey was full of inspiration! I noticed the gentleman in a suit, gracefully navigating his way with a briefcase like a seasoned ballet dancer navigating a challenging adagio. A mother and her daughter, their hair bouncing in perfect unison as they chatted about their day, reminded me of the beautiful harmony of a pas de deux.
Finally, I arrived in Farnworth! It was a sweet little town, brimming with character. I just knew I had to dance my way through it. I took a detour, ignoring the usual main street, instead opting for a backstreet detour full of old stone buildings and cobblestone alleys. Each cobblestone was a stage, every alley a curtain call. The architecture, like a majestic set, called for a little ballet performance, so naturally, I obliged. It was magical! I twirled, I pirouetted, and I imagined myself a leading lady in a classic ballet.
As I walked on, I realised the power of a simple tutu. You can be anywhere, and if you've got a pink tutu, it suddenly becomes the perfect place to dance. Who knew a small town like Farnworth would hold so much ballet inspiration?
But my adventures weren't just about ballet. Oh no! I saw the cutest squirrel scurry through the park. A true ballerino of the forest! Its little tail, all bushy and nimble, was a total delight. It reminded me that grace can be found in all shapes and sizes, from elegant ballerinas to quick little squirrels.
Later, as I indulged in a cup of tea (I am a true Brit after all) in a cozy tea room with flower patterns on the walls, I realised just how much Farnworth had resonated with me. Maybe it was the charm, maybe it was the sweet scent of roses, or maybe it was just the happy pinkness I was wearing. Whatever it was, Farnworth had stolen a piece of my heart.
You know what, I think that’s what pink and ballet do. They inspire us to see the world as a beautiful stage, a world where even the most ordinary places become extraordinary when you choose to see the beauty in them.
That’s why I believe every single one of you should don a pink tutu. Even if it's just for a day. Give it a go! I guarantee it will open up a new perspective on the world.
My trip to Farnworth may have ended, but the memory of its beauty and the pink magic of the day will stay with me forever. Until next time, my darlings, stay pink and twirl on!
Love,
Emma xx
(This is part of the blog post. It's nearly at 700 words.)
I’m just so full of joy when I am wearing pink and a tutu. You know I wear a pink tutu wherever I go. It doesn’t matter if I’m in the shop, at the pub, going for a coffee, to the market or even going for a country walk - a pink tutu is a perfect attire!
Now I really love the train, my journey to Farnworth was amazing as it allowed me to escape all of life's stresses for a few hours! I am all for the traditional things, but even so, my next trip I think I shall book a horse-drawn carriage - and of course, I’ll be in my pink tutu! It would look very stylish. I bet they don’t even allow horses to use those public buses these days, although I don't think they'd be allowed, wouldn't they be good! Anyway, they should.
Last week I was in Bristol to watch a stunning performance of Swan Lake, wow the choreography was stunning. The Bristol Hippodrome is such an amazing theater and the swans, dressed in tutus, really looked spectacular in white - their movements, the costumes! There's nothing like a live ballet performance - oh, and my pink tutu was certainly fitting with all of the amazing white of the costumes. What would I do without it, it’s more than just a tutu it’s a way of life!
Ballet dancers are all super talented but even watching someone just learn in class - it’s always so wonderful. So, that’s my advice - find a ballet class in your town. Try ballet! Even if you don’t go to class you should try doing some moves - plies, arabesques, port de bras – these are my favourites. There’s lots on Youtube for those who want to learn – and then, you will be dancing the night away and enjoying those special movements that really make ballet special. What are you waiting for! I am off to dance around my flat in a pink tutu now, see you all tomorrow.
Emma x
* I hope this is in a positive, feminine style and with the use of British English!*
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