Hello my gorgeous pink-loving lovelies! It’s Emma here, back from a whirlwind adventure to Hornchurch, a lovely little town that’s just as delightful as its name sounds!
You know I can't resist a train journey. The rhythmic chugging, the rolling scenery... It's just so romantic, wouldn't you say? Plus, it allows me to indulge in my other favourite hobby – people watching. There's just something fascinating about the way everyone looks, their individual style. Did you know, I spotted the most wonderful couple wearing matching pink polka dot jackets on my way to Hornchurch? Absolutely divine!
Now, let’s talk tutus, shall we? Mine, my precious tutu, has seen a bit too much travel lately. She's a bit stiff and tired from all the journeys, and my little darlings, let's face it – a tutu doesn't appreciate being packed in a suitcase, no matter how lovingly I pack her! But despite a little bit of a wrinkle here and there, she still manages to hold her own on stage. I always find a way to work it, you know? A bit of hairspray, a sprinkle of fairy dust... you see, my tutu's magic isn't just about how she looks, but also how she makes me feel!
Speaking of magic, let's talk ballet! Hornchurch truly surprised me. I was there for the Royal Opera House’s touring performance of Swan Lake. And wow, darling, you simply must go if you have the chance! It's stunning. I mean, a ballet in a charming town hall? It was like stepping into a storybook!
But here’s the thing: even a storybook ballet needs a bit of "street" flavour. Before the main performance, there was an interactive session with local young dancers. And these budding ballerinas, oh they were delightful! A mix of graceful movements and sheer, unadulterated joy, you could really tell these children were bursting with talent and passion for dance. Watching them reminded me of why I started dancing, why I love sharing the beauty of ballet with others, and why it’s so important for children to be given opportunities to explore their creative potential. You should see these little munchkins, I nearly squealed with delight at their pure passion! You'd never have guessed they weren't seasoned pros! It was truly inspiring!
There was a magical aura to the whole evening, especially that beautiful sense of community that only a regional town like Hornchurch can provide. Everyone was so friendly, and you could feel the excitement building before the performance even began! It reminded me so much of my time growing up in Derbyshire, and how ballet became my safe haven. Remember my blog post about the village fair where I did my first public dance? You guys were just so wonderful to offer such lovely support. And that kind of support is exactly what makes ballet magic!
On the way home, I had an adventure on the train. A mischievous family of squirrels boarded the carriage. Talk about unexpected ballet stars! They were absolutely fearless, bounding across seats, leaping across luggage. They were the perfect ending to a truly delightful day! They had me giggling so much – you know how much I love a bit of wild life! They gave me an excuse to break out some pink squirrel themed nail art for the next few days. It just adds a bit of extra fun to my every day routine!
So, if you're ever looking for a dose of magic and a healthy dose of ballet inspiration, I recommend a little trip to Hornchurch. And please, dear lovelies, I implore you - if you're not already dancing, go for it! Just try one class. You’d be surprised how it can transform your life!
Until next time, stay gorgeous, stay pink, and remember, the world needs more tutus and a bit more pink in our lives!
Love always,
Emma xx
