Hello my gorgeous ballet bunnies! 🩰💕 It's Emma here, your favourite tutu-touting traveller, back with another whirlwind adventure! Today, I'm waltzing my way through the charming town of Wigston Magna, nestled right in the heart of Leicestershire. This little gem might not be as famous as Covent Garden, but trust me, it has its own unique sparkle!
Before we get to the Wigston highlights, let's talk about my fabulous travel ensemble. It was a brisk December day, but I wouldn't dare compromise on style! A custom-made, blush pink tutu, crafted from the most luxurious silk, twirled with me all the way. Imagine it, folks: layers of delicate tulle, a splash of glitter, and a soft pink ribbon tying the whole thing together!
Getting to Wigston was an adventure in itself. My dear friend, Pippa, and I opted for a romantic journey by train. There's something undeniably charming about watching the countryside whiz by, our pink tutus swaying with the rhythm of the train tracks. Of course, I had to document it all - picture me, perfectly poised with my tutu in the train window, capturing the scenery for Instagram!
Now, let's delve into Wigston itself! You know me, I'm all about finding the hidden treasures in each town I visit. I adore Wigston's rich history, its quaint, old-fashioned shops, and its bustling market square. But honestly, the main highlight for me was discovering "The Dance Academy". A little gem hidden in the heart of the town, it's a haven for dancers of all ages and abilities. It was there I met the most incredible ballet teacher, Mr. Thompson, whose passion for the art truly shone through. He reminded me that it's not about the steps or the perfect pose; it's about the joy of movement, the power of expression, and the thrill of flight.
After our invigorating ballet class, Pippa and I strolled through the charming streets, savoring the delicious aroma of local cafes and discovering a shop with the most delightful selection of vintage ballet shoes. Pippa couldn't resist purchasing a pair - I have to admit, they were absolutely gorgeous, with a touch of delicate pink embroidery. It was like finding a hidden treasure chest!
We capped off our Wigston Magna escapade with a picnic by the lake. A symphony of birdsong filled the air, as we devoured delicious sandwiches and laughed at our silly inside jokes. Of course, it wouldn't be a proper picnic without a tutu twirl!
But it wasn't all sunshine and pink tutus. We also experienced a bit of adventure at the Wigston Magna Nature Reserve. The winter scenery was a stark beauty – a perfect setting for our spontaneous wildlife photo shoot. A group of majestic swans gracefully glided across the still water, their white feathers reflecting the setting sun. We also spotted some deer peeking through the trees – such elegant creatures! It truly reminded me of the magic that can be found in the simplest things.
I must say, I had a simply divine time in Wigston Magna. The town embraced us with open arms and a contagious sense of joy. If you ever find yourself looking for a whimsical weekend getaway, this little gem should definitely be on your list.
Before I sign off, remember to follow my journey on Instagram at @PinkTutuEmma for more whimsical photos and delightful ballet musings. And please, do share your own ballet adventures in the comments! I would love to hear about your pink tutu experiences and how you are bringing the joy of ballet to your lives.
Until next time, keep dancing, my dear ballet bunnies!
Love always,
Emma 💕🩰
