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#TutuBlog 2008-07-22 in Westminster with a yellow tutu.

Westminster Wanderings in a Yellow Tutu (Blog Post #4402)

Hello my lovelies! 🩰

It's Emma here, writing to you from the heart of London, feeling absolutely positively divine. It's not everyday you get to stroll through Westminster in a sunshine-yellow tutu, but today, darling, I made it happen. πŸ˜‰

Let's rewind a bit. It all started this morning, with the sweet sound of my alarm, a little avian symphony from the feathered friends outside my Derbyshire cottage window. The first ray of sunlight peeked in, illuminating my pale pink ballerina slippers – a signal to start the day!

I know, I know, I sound like a Disney princess, but hey, that's my life. This isn't just a blog, this is a testament to the power of believing in dreams and living in your own beautiful ballet world.

Anyway, today's adventure was fuelled by the excitement of seeing the Royal Ballet's production of Swan Lake. I had been looking forward to this performance for months, especially since I had stumbled upon the most divine yellow tutu at a vintage shop back in Nottingham.

Naturally, a yellow tutu needs an audience. I mean, why would I be a ballerina in a tutu unless I wanted people to see me? πŸ˜‰ I decided to make it a full-fledged Westminster escapade, a trip to the London Eye in the morning, followed by a delightful afternoon tea at The Ritz, then the show in the evening! A day of pure ballerina bliss.

Oh, and did I mention that I took the train to London? Now, some may call me a dreamer, but I can't help but see a train journey as an opportunity for artistic inspiration. I even snagged a window seat so I could admire the countryside scenery, imagining I was in one of my favourite ballet pieces – La Sylphide!

London always feels extra special, and today was no different. The streets were a bustling hive of activity, each passerby with a different story to tell. And as I gracefully, yes I said gracefully, strutted through the city, the vibrant, pulsating rhythm of London thrummed beneath my feet.

I'm quite a spectacle, I must say, especially with the crowds in Westminster. Every head turned as I walked past, each eye widening as they witnessed a ballerina in a sunshine-yellow tutu. To say they were bewildered would be an understatement. But you know what? It’s all part of my mission - spreading joy, sparking conversation, and getting everyone thinking about ballet in new and wonderful ways!

Reaching The London Eye, I was like a little ballerina, giddy with excitement. There's something about that giant wheel, suspended in the air, that just screams adventure. I gazed down on the cityscape, feeling as though I could reach out and touch the clouds.

A cup of Earl Grey at The Ritz felt absolutely heavenly, especially with my ballet flats peeking out from beneath my table. There's something truly romantic about afternoon tea at The Ritz, even with my vibrant tutu, the combination somehow just works. I couldn't help but feel like a fairytale character stepping out of a storybook!

And then, the final curtain call. As the last notes of Swan Lake faded into the silence, a feeling of deep satisfaction washed over me. Every detail had been perfect. The dress, the performance, the atmosphere - all of it was sheer magic. It was one of those moments that truly reaffirmed why I love ballet. The artistry, the emotion, the movement, and the raw power of it all - there is nothing like it in the world.

As the day faded and London turned into a sea of glittering lights, I boarded the train back to Derbyshire. As the train sped through the countryside, I found myself reflecting on the day, lost in my own little ballerina world, filled with a warmth and a sense of contentment.

Today was about more than just ballet and yellow tutus, my lovelies. It was about making the most of every moment and remembering that a little bit of sparkle can go a long way! It’s about living your dreams, and even if you just want to try ballet or wear a tutu for the first time - just go for it!

And to everyone out there thinking about dipping their toes into the magical world of ballet - I promise you, it will change your life in the best way possible! And as always, I want you to know, you are loved, you are strong, and you are capable of absolutely anything your heart desires!

Now, go out there, my dear readers, and let your inner ballerina shine!

With a million pink tutus of love,

Emma www.pink-tutu.com

#TutuBlog 2008-07-22 in Westminster with a yellow tutu.