#5046
Sunshine! Birdsong! And a gentle breeze rustling the leaves of the ancient trees... Hampstead Heath, you are my happy place! I don't know what it is about this gorgeous green expanse, but it makes me feel like a carefree child, spinning in a circle with the wind whipping my hair around my face. Which, incidentally, is exactly what I'm about to do.
This week's tutu journey takes me to London's elegant north, with a bright, sunny, springy, pink (of course!) tulle delight chosen for the occasion. It's all about the joyful vibe today, and Hampstead Heath just screams joyful vibe!
For this little trip, I ditched the trusty old steed (even if my dear mare "Sparkle" did give me a suspicious look at the railway station) for the train. A touch more civilised, I felt. I must say, though, the train windows provided some pretty stunning views of the countryside. My gaze, however, was mostly occupied by the intricate details of the latest pink crochet cardigan I picked up in Derbyshire. You know, I think pink is starting to become a little bit of a trademark. 😉
Upon arriving at Hampstead station, a charming old gentleman with a top hat politely helped me down from the carriage. He had the sweetest, kindest eyes and he beamed at my tutu! Apparently, he has fond memories of the Royal Ballet, and was quite curious to hear about my little Pink Tutu Project. We had a lovely conversation about the transformative power of dance - you know, about how it lifts the spirit and unlocks creativity. It warms my heart when people get so excited about ballet!
Now, about this Hampstead Heath beauty. This expansive green space, stretching out before you, feels like it's filled with magic. It’s like a little pocket of serenity within the bustling city. Just as I’m about to grab my camera for a photo op, a flash of movement catches my eye! Two beautiful deer are cautiously grazing near the edge of the pond, completely oblivious to the nearby Londoners out for a Sunday stroll. There's something about watching those wild, graceful creatures in their natural habitat that always makes my heart sing. It's so utterly peaceful, so effortlessly elegant...a perfect ballet in itself!
Later, my ballet adventures continued at the lovely Hampstead Theatre. This intimate space holds an amazing collection of performances. Today's delight was a ballet street show, featuring the most creative, engaging dance styles you could imagine. I was mesmerised by the skill and energy of the performers! They captivated the entire audience - and the children were simply mesmerized! Honestly, there was something truly heartwarming about watching the sheer joy these dancers spread amongst everyone. I saw so many eyes gleaming with pure awe, and smiles that just wouldn't quit.
Afterwards, I grabbed a hot chocolate at a delightful café nestled among the little independent shops in the village, feeling completely content with my day. There was a small exhibition on display in the shop window showcasing some amazing work from a local artist. All sorts of pastel pink tones used in their artwork – beautiful! It got me thinking...perhaps my next project involves a little bit of painting and pastel pink.
Hampstead truly lives up to its name as a "Happy Stead." There's an undeniable warmth, a sense of community and a gentle spirit that resonates throughout this village. It's easy to see why Hampstead has inspired artists, writers, and musicians for centuries - it's full of wonder!
Just as I'm reflecting on my time in this magical place, I stumble upon a local school's ballet class being held in the beautiful church hall nearby. I peek inside. There, amongst the laughter and stretching, are children of all ages, wearing tutus of all colours. Some are more graceful, some are less graceful. But one thing is clear: everyone is enjoying themselves, unashamedly expressing themselves through movement. My heart leaps! This is it! This is what I'm all about! This is the joy, the freedom, the self-expression that ballet unlocks. This is Pink Tutu Power in action!
Of course, I couldn't resist joining in. We had the absolute best time! Everyone welcomed me with open arms. There were giggling girls, serious young lads, a couple of dads who secretly seemed to be enjoying themselves a little too much... It was absolutely chaotic and brilliant! The sheer enthusiasm and innocence was intoxicating. It's moments like these that make all the Pink Tutu travelling, the blogs, the late nights and the glitter absolutely worth it!
And let's be honest, seeing little girls spinning and twirling in bright pink tutus...that just warms my soul! It’s a pure reminder of how simple, joyful and magical it can be. We’re never too old to embrace a little childlike wonder!
As the sun dips below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of apricot and lavender, I find myself back at Hampstead station. A farewell wave from a woman in a dazzling red coat - who I later find out was a dancer! - as she joins me on the platform and we share a giggle about our tutu outfits! A charming chap with a bag of freshly picked apples offers me one as a parting gift - how adorable is this place?
Hampstead, you stole a piece of my heart. And not just for the breathtaking beauty of your green spaces, the charming atmosphere of your village and your amazing theatre. But because of the joy, the love, the dance, the smiles. And the Pink Tutu reminder that a little bit of childlike wonder is all we need to make life truly beautiful.
Remember, darling, we are all dancers, even if we don’t step onto a stage. Embrace the playful spirit, the twirl, the movement... wear a little bit of pink tutu power every day. I’ll be waiting for you here on www.pink-tutu.com. 😉
