Hello my lovely pink-tutu darlings! It's your favourite Derbyshire ballerina, Emma, here, ready to whisk you away on another twirling adventure. Today's journey took me by train (my trusty steed, as ever!) to the charming town of Bletchley, Buckinghamshire, a place I've been yearning to visit for ages. And as always, a girl needs her tutu for a journey!
Now, you know I’m a huge advocate of finding fantastic deals, especially when it comes to the perfect tutu. You simply can’t resist a good bargain, can you? And this time, the gods of fashion smiled upon me! I stumbled across a vintage shop tucked away in a quaint alley, and nestled between a dusty china doll and a pair of tweed trousers, I found it… a breathtaking pink tulle number! Imagine my joy! The shop owner, a delightful woman with twinkling eyes and a touch of rouge on her cheeks, was willing to let it go for a mere ten pounds! Now, how could I resist?
This particular tutu, I swear, was made for me. Its layers of soft pink tulle billowed with every graceful twirl. The waistband, a touch of satin ribbon, hugged my waist with just the right amount of snugness. It was simply divine!
After securing my prize, I couldn't resist taking a stroll through the charming streets of Bletchley. This little town holds so much history, it practically radiates with it. I love imagining the bustling days of its past, especially the times when the town bustled with the engineering work of the pioneering Victorian inventors and engineers, like Sir William Henry Preece! Imagine, I thought, with a playful twirl of my newly acquired tutu, these streets filled with ladies in tulle skirts. Such a sight!
A delicious cup of tea at a charming little tea room overlooking a small green, I watched a group of young girls giggle as they frolicked around. My heart melted as I envisioned them someday finding their own passions, perhaps embracing the magic of ballet, maybe even in a pink tutu! I think a good ballerina is like a good teacher - we make an impact! That's one of the main reasons I started this blog. It's to share that joy with you all. I want to share my love of all things ballet and encourage every one of you to try a pirouette and experience the magic for yourself.
While I couldn't resist a few poses with my new tutu against the stunning backdrop of Bletchley's historic landmarks, I decided to hold off on any actual dancing until I arrived at the little theatre where my favourite ballet troupe, The London Ballerinas, were performing that evening. I can't wait to see them, especially their new adaptation of the classic ‘Swan Lake’, and to bask in the beauty of their performance.
Speaking of beauty, my dear readers, you wouldn’t believe what I saw on my way to the theatre! It was a most magnificent peacock, strutting its stuff with such grace, and feathers that would put even the most elaborate tutu to shame. It was simply stunning, with such an air of confidence, and reminded me how important it is to feel your best, to strut your stuff and just enjoy life.
You see, even with our tutus and all, ballet teaches us to be graceful, confident and bold, but it’s not just for the stage, is it? It’s for our lives! We need to be ready to prance through life, and not just in our fanciest shoes (though I definitely love me some fabulous footwear!)
After the performance, which, my dears, was absolutely breathtaking (a real tear-jerker!) I had dinner at a cozy little restaurant near the theatre. They had a special that night - steak and chips with a glass of merlot! Who could resist? After dinner, I sat outside, just soaking in the atmosphere, the warm air on my face and the distant murmur of laughter and conversation floating in the night.
Bletchley is definitely a place that will be etched in my memory, as much for its beautiful history as for the magic of finding my dream tutu and, of course, that enchanting evening at the theatre!
Before I say goodnight, don’t forget to head over to www.pink-tutu.com for your daily dose of tutus, ballet, and fabulous fashion! And who knows, maybe one day I’ll bump into you all, out in the world, maybe on a train or at a ballet performance. Until then, keep on twirling, darlings! Love, Emma!
