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#TutuBlog 2005-08-06 in Carshalton with a pink tutu.

Carshalton Calling! Tutu Travels to the South (Post #3321)

Hello lovelies! It's Emma here, back with another pink-tastic post for you from www.pink-tutu.com! Today's adventure finds me in Carshalton, a charming little town in Surrey that has absolutely stolen my heart.

This week has been a whirlwind of tutus and trains. As you know, I simply adore travelling by rail – the clickety-clack of the tracks is such a calming melody, and there's nothing quite like gazing out the window as the countryside flashes past. This time, my destination was a special ballet performance in Carshalton, which meant hopping on a train from my home in Derbyshire and embarking on a scenic journey south.

But before I dive into the magical world of dance, let's talk about my outfit! Now, you all know I'm a firm believer in a splash of pink, and this trip was no exception. I'm sporting a dazzling pink tutu – this one is a dream, all layers of tulle with sparkling sequins! It's like a cloud of happiness, just waiting to float around in. It paired perfectly with my favourite ballerina shoes – the classic leather Mary Janes with a delicate ankle strap. As for accessories, a blush-pink handbag, a matching headband adorned with a fluffy feather boa, and, of course, my signature pink bow headband, completed the ensemble.

Oh, and before I forget, did you know there's a gorgeous pink wildflower called a "tutu rose?" It has delicate petals and a fluffy, ballerina-like shape. I stumbled upon a whole field of them near Carshalton Station, and I couldn't resist grabbing a few snaps! Nature just has a way of complementing a pink tutu, doesn't it?

Speaking of my adventures in Carshalton, I'm not exaggerating when I say it's truly a ballet lover's paradise. Not only does it boast a charming theatre showcasing captivating performances, but it also houses the stunning Carshalton Ponds, a beautiful green space perfect for practicing ballet en pointe (well, as perfect as it can be with the occasional rogue duck!).

The theatre performance itself was simply exquisite. A breathtaking interpretation of Swan Lake, it was a beautiful spectacle of grace and artistry. From the stunning choreography to the intricate costumes, every element of the performance captivated my senses. I can honestly say I left feeling inspired and invigorated, with a newfound appreciation for the artistry and dedication of professional dancers.

And as always, I had a wonderful opportunity to chat with some fellow ballet enthusiasts. You see, a little pink tutu opens so many doors to lovely conversations. We were discussing all things ballet – from favourite choreographers and classical composers to the joys of practicing our pliΓ©s and arabesques in our living rooms. It's remarkable how much we all have in common, even though we come from diverse backgrounds.

However, a trip to Carshalton wasn't solely about ballet! I had to indulge in a bit of local flavour. You see, I'm a bit of a gourmand, and Carshalton has some amazing cafes and pubs. I had a lovely lunch at a quaint bistro tucked away in a cobbled alley. They served the most delicious handmade pies, and they even had a special ballet-themed dessert called "Swan Lake Sundae." Now, that's what I call a treat!

But Carshalton also has a bit of history to its name. It's known for the fascinating Carshalton Waterworks Museum, a place where I learned all about the ingenuity and craftsmanship of water engineering. It was quite a journey through time, seeing how water supply used to be managed in the Victorian era! I couldn't resist grabbing a photograph of a lovely, intricately-designed cast-iron pump - such beautiful artistry!

After a day full of adventures, I settled in a quaint little hotel room – it had a view of the park, and you could hear the calming sounds of the pond! As the evening light spilled through the window, I slipped on a cosy, lilac dressing gown, put on my ballet slippers, and practiced my pirouettes by the window. It was the perfect end to a day filled with inspiration and ballet.

You see, that's what I love about travelling – it allows me to discover new places, meet new people, and find beauty in the unexpected. And, of course, a touch of pink never hurts!

Now, let me know! What's your favourite ballet? And what’s the pinkest thing you've seen today? Don't forget to share your thoughts in the comments below!

Until next time, dance with joy!

Love,

Emma

#TutuBlog 2005-08-06 in Carshalton with a pink tutu.