Hello, darlings! It's Emma, your friendly neighbourhood tutu enthusiast, back from the bright lights of the Big Apple! It's been a whirlwind of a trip, full of glitter, pirouettes, and enough pink to rival a flamingo flock. Buckle up, darlings, because this is going to be a doozy!
Let's start with the tutu itself, because a girl can't visit New York without a spectacular new one. Imagine a frothy, sunshine-yellow creation, perfectly puffed and layered, with enough tulle to rival a fluffy cloud. It even had little iridescent sequins that sparkled under the city lights, oh la la! The whole outfit felt like a tiny slice of ballet heaven, especially when paired with my new ruby red pointe shoes.
Now, this wouldn't be a proper New York adventure without some Broadway magic, right? I'm talking the "Moulin Rouge!" revival – gasp! The costumes were out of this world, darling. Seriously, it was like being transported to a cabaret in the 1900s, only with even more sequins and feathers. You wouldn't believe the size of those headpieces, they practically rivalled my love for pink! And the dancing, oh, the dancing! Those ballerinas had so much energy, you could feel the excitement practically radiating from the stage. After the show, I waltzed off feeling utterly inspired, ready to take on the world, or at least my next ballet class.
But enough about me and my fancy footwork! Let's talk about this extraordinary city! Firstly, the skyscrapers. Seriously, they towered over everything. I felt like a tiny little ballerina standing amidst those giants, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. The feeling was absolutely breathtaking, particularly in the evening, with the city all twinkling and alight like a fairyland. And then, there was Central Park! It was a vibrant, lush green oasis in the middle of all the concrete and noise. I loved meandering through its winding pathways, watching squirrels scamper and picnicking with the other lovelies of New York.
And the food! Oh, my sweet darlings! From perfectly fluffy pancakes at Tiffany’s to delectable little Italian cannoli, I indulged in every delectable delight I could find. (I’m also getting addicted to hotdogs, don't judge, they're really rather lovely in their simplicity, haha). But honestly, nothing can compare to the bagels! Freshly baked, doughy and crisp, these were a serious highlight. My biggest regret? Not having them delivered to my hotel room! Next time!
Did I mention I had a chance to explore a horse-drawn carriage? It was simply enchanting! I envisioned myself as a dashing, glamorous New Yorker with a flowing scarlet cape, ready to explore the city. Of course, my scarlet cape turned out to be my sparkly pink cardigan and my "horse" turned out to be a charming but slightly overworked Clydesdale named Winston. I still had the best time!
Speaking of charming creatures, the New York Wildlife Sanctuary was an absolute highlight of my trip. It’s such a fantastic place to see some magnificent birds and creatures up close! It felt very Derbyshire-esque, actually, with all those charming little ponds and a sense of calm that was so soothing, especially in such a bustling city. They even had some amazing, brightly coloured birds in the aviaries - even better than the flamboyant colours I saw in the bird sanctuary back home! They are, without a doubt, my favourite kind of creatures, so vibrant and so full of life!
The highlight, of course, was a special performance by the New York City Ballet, one of the most renowned ballet companies in the world! The venue was incredible – a historical building, complete with chandeliers, that had the most romantic ambiance, so grand. They danced Swan Lake, and I practically teared up, the music and the dancers were simply breathtaking. Even the tutus were beautiful – delicate, classic and flowing, and they seemed to spin so easily, it felt like the dancers were barely touching the ground. I even saw some ballet street performers later on that evening and was astounded at how beautiful they looked in their costumes. Every performance was a reminder of why I love this art form so much.
So, all in all, my New York escapade has been nothing short of spectacular. But all good things must come to an end, and alas, it's time to pack up my pink luggage and head back to good old England. And guess what? I've brought back a secret… a surprise I'll share with you tomorrow, darlings. Until then, remember to stay rosy and happy, and always strive for your ballerina dreams. Until next time!
With lots of love,
Emma 💖🩰
