Hello my darling dears! Emma here, writing to you from the gorgeous city of Bath! Just picture me, twirling in my beautiful pink tutu, surrounded by the glorious Georgian architecture. Oh, I feel like I'm in a fairytale!
This past weekend, I took a train trip (naturally, first class for this princess!), to Bath, a city brimming with charm. My new pink tutu is practically made for such a lovely location - its delicate pink feathers make me feel like I'm a beautiful flamingo amongst the historic architecture. Speaking of pink feathers, did you see the gorgeous flamingo flock I encountered on the way down? Pink is definitely the color of this trip.
This little trip, all about finding inspiration and soaking in the magic of the place, was exactly what I needed. Bath, with its Roman Baths and historic Pump Rooms, felt like it was whispering stories of graceful ballerinas from centuries past. Just imagine the exquisite costumes and delicate movements on those grand stages - oh the fantasy! I could feel my inspiration growing, like a bud in spring sunshine!
First, I simply HAD to visit the Roman Baths. The incredible history just blew my mind - imagine how exciting it must have been, back then, for people to discover hot springs like these! It gave me so many thoughts about how our bodies are similar to these hot springs, always brimming with potential and power. I can see why bath houses were such a vital part of ancient civilizations, not just for cleanliness, but for wellness too - just like the dance classes I take back in Derbyshire!
And speaking of my dear Derbyshire, this little outing reminded me how much I love a train trip. The views are always so peaceful, and there's a kind of magical feel to just letting yourself be carried along by the track. Plus, the train carriages offer the perfect opportunity to work on my new routines - after all, every ballerina needs a chance to practise her graceful movements!
Later in the day, I indulged in the true luxury of a proper afternoon tea - cucumber sandwiches, delicate scones, and the most divine assortment of pastries, all perfectly paired with steaming hot Earl Grey. It was just so utterly charming, with dainty plates and beautiful floral teacups. The kind of perfect indulgence that makes me feel utterly pampered. I even had to snap a picture of my teacup and saucer with my tutu and post it to the @pinktutu Insta. I imagine those fancy teacup fairies are jealous!
Then, as the sun began to dip below the rooftops, I decided to enjoy the enchanting ambiance of the city from the top of the Bath Abbey tower. It truly felt like I was looking down on the world through the lens of a pink tutu. Every house looked like a little dollhouse, so picturesque and charming, and the whole view felt just like one of those elegant dance sets that are all swirling light and pastel colours.
As the day closed out with the promise of twinkling lights and whispered stories, I walked back to my cosy hotel, still swirling with the emotions of the day. This trip has truly been a reminder of the power of imagination and grace, of allowing oneself to feel that magical ballet glow wherever one travels. The magic of Bath, I must say, is most definitely pink!
Well, darlings, that’s my tale of pink perfection for today. Stay tuned for tomorrow’s adventure, because it is another gorgeous journey that I can’t wait to share.
Until then, keep twirling and let the world see your inner pink tutu. Remember, life is too short not to wear something dazzling and be just a little bit bold!
Emma xx
