Hello lovelies! 🩰💖
Welcome to #TutuBlog, post number 4370! Today, we're venturing into the picturesque Cheshire village of Cheadle Hulme, a little corner of the world that just seemed to radiate "pink tutu" vibes.
The journey started on the glorious 12.37 from Stockport to Manchester, a scenic railway line that wound through green fields and charming towns, a perfect setting for daydreaming about pirouettes and pas de deux. As the train trundled along, I couldn't help but marvel at the English countryside, all those little lambs skipping in the fields and the farmers going about their day - reminds me so much of Derbyshire. It's hard to resist a little impromptu ballet pose when surrounded by such beauty, isn't it?
Anyway, back to our adventure! Cheadle Hulme welcomed me with open arms and a sense of tranquility. There's a certain timeless quality about this place, a charm that makes you feel like you've stepped back in time.
The main focus of our trip was a delightful afternoon at the "Tutu Time" class held at the local community centre. Now, if you've been following me on www.pink-tutu.com, you know that I'm a firm believer that anyone can dance! And these classes are all about accessibility and joy. There were women of all ages and stages, all dressed in their own unique "pink tutu" attire. One woman had even jazzed up her leotard with little sparkly butterflies - she looked absolutely magical!
After our warm-up, which felt like we were all dancing like fairies on a spring day, we learned a series of elegant and empowering routines, set to music that just made me want to leap for joy! You know me, I’m a little too obsessed with pinks, so I did take full advantage of the studio’s large, beautiful pink mirror to capture some photos and short clips - watch out for my social media posts tomorrow. It was a lovely atmosphere - a sense of camaraderie, of encouragement and laughter, where everyone felt comfortable expressing themselves through movement. I'd say we all left with a bit of a pep in our step and a smile on our face - not to mention, some gorgeous pictures of our moves (and of course my tutu!)
Later on, as the evening settled, I decided to explore the area a little more, and what did I find? But a magical horse-drawn carriage ride through the streets! Now, I must confess, a horse-drawn carriage is practically my favorite mode of transport. (Of course, a tutu-themed hot air balloon would be first). There's just something so romantic and fairytale-like about it. We took a scenic ride through the village, the horses clopping softly on the cobblestones, the sun setting behind us. Pure magic!
And you know, what's great about travelling by horse-drawn carriage? The opportunities for photo ops are just endless. Every stop for a quick break made me think “quick, I must take a photo.” I swear my camera could almost speak, it was clicking that much! The photos came out really pretty though, even with me slightly dizzy from all that carriage rocking. You'll be able to find some on my feed, tomorrow.
My little "pink tutu" adventure ended with a delightful supper at a quaint café overlooking the village green. A simple but perfectly delicious meal of fresh, local produce. As I watched the locals enjoying the evening, the thought struck me that even though it was just a small village, Cheadle Hulme had its own unique magic. And sometimes, those hidden gems are just waiting to be discovered by a pink-tutu-wearing traveler, don’t you think?
Well, darling darlings, that brings our little escapade to an end! Thanks for joining me today. And don’t forget: a tutu a day keeps the frowns away! 💖🩰
Don't forget to share your "pink tutu" stories with me on the www.pink-tutu.com website and on my socials - follow me to join the fun! Until tomorrow, may your day be full of joy, twirls, and a little bit of pink!
Much love,
Emma
