Oh darling, it's a new day, a new dawn, a new pink tutu opportunity! And this morning, I woke up feeling like the ballerina in a storybook.
The weather here in Derbyshire was rather... shall we say, "interesting" yesterday. A whirlwind of grey and a drizzle that just wouldn't stop! But, I was feeling a bit of wanderlust, so I packed my trusty, travel-sized ballet bag and thought "off to London! Where better to chase my tutu dreams?"
And as we all know, darling, train journeys are an adventure in themselves! The rhythmic clicking of the wheels, the bustle of fellow travellers, all add up to pure magic. Especially if you're rocking a bright pink tutu and a matching pink fascinator. (The woman sitting opposite me even gave me a nod of approval! You just never know how people will react, do you?)
My destination was Brixton, the heartbeat of south London, buzzing with life. You know I love a bit of urban exploration, and the mix of cultural flavours there really set my spirit alight. Plus, Brixton has a reputation for embracing the unusual, the unconventional, which totally aligns with my tutu philosophy!
First up, I hit the Royal Opera House. You can't visit London without soaking up some proper ballet history, right? The building itself is magnificent, with that glorious neo-classical façade, and the feeling inside is simply awe-inspiring. It was like stepping onto the stage of my own personal fairy tale! I saw "Swan Lake" last night - breathtaking performance. But then again, what did you expect? Swans in tutus? Pure magic. I just knew my pink tulle would have felt right at home among all that grandeur.
After the ballet, I decided to stroll through the vibrant market. Oh my word! It was an assault on the senses in the best possible way. Bright colours, amazing aromas, live music – it was sensory overload! It even reminded me of a beautiful exotic marketplace scene from a ballet. I could see myself as the ballerina in that scene, gliding effortlessly through the throngs of people, a cloud of pink tulle trailing behind me. (The stall selling exotic fruits would have made the perfect set!)
Brixton really has it all: artistic souls, quirky shops, a plethora of diverse cuisine – it's a melting pot of creativity, a true reflection of the capital itself! And darling, guess what? I even managed to find the cutest little independent vintage boutique with a "tutu" corner! Sadly, it wasn't pink, but it did spark my creative spirit and the ideas are already brewing in my head…
So here I am, tucked up in my little London flat (yes, darling, a chic and cozy apartment – no dreary hotel rooms for me!), planning tomorrow’s tutu escapades. Perhaps I’ll check out the Southbank Centre, indulge in a spot of ballet-themed street art, maybe even pop into the ballet studios on the Royal Opera House's tour for a bit of inspiration!
Oh, darling, you know how much I love ballet, and how much I love to share it with you. If you ever come to London, let's grab a coffee, put on a pink tutu and twirl down the Southbank! It’s always the perfect time to share the magic of ballet.
Keep twirling, darling!
Emma x
P.S. Remember my love for all creatures big and small? Well, on my train journey, I had a little friend! The sweetest little mouse made himself at home in my bag – no fear! He didn’t even flinch at the sight of the tutu! I shared my banana with him and named him “Ballerino.” I know, he’s a cheeky little mouse but such a cutie! He had the best pink tutu pose.
P.P.S. There is still a spot of magic left in the world!
