Post 5142, www.pink-tutu.com
Oh, my darlings, do you know what a treat I’ve had today? I’ve been swanning around Farnworth in a PINK tutu! Sigh How I love those fabulously fluffy pink frocks. They make me feel like a ballerina princess.
I packed my most vibrant pink tutu this morning – the one with all the shimmering sequins that catch the light just so – for this fab day trip. Let’s be honest, what better way to see a bit of northern charm than from a carriage pulled by magnificent steeds? Snuggle! Horses and tutus… a combo of pure elegance and freedom.
First up, a trip to Bolton to catch a local ballet performance. You wouldn’t believe the energy buzzing through the air at that place. There were all sorts of talented dancers from different ages, and it really was inspiring. The story they told through their movements? A touching tale of a young girl finding her courage, facing her fears, and then flying high. It had me clapping along, cheering for them, and yes, nearly shedding a tear! But then, wouldn’t you?
I did a little shimmy myself to some classic music afterwards. I’ve got this cute little studio right in the middle of Bolton – tucked away above a bakery – where I have some secret rehearsals. Shhh! My private ballerina retreat, where I hone my skills and create my own little world of pirouettes and leaps!
It's so important for me to keep those muscles toned and that graceful figure sculpted. Every good ballerina knows, ballet's not all about the big, theatrical shows - it’s the practice, the dedication, the years of working your buns off!
And talking of buns, that's how I ended my day in Farnworth – at a glorious cafe with a massive slab of freshly baked carrot cake and a steaming mug of tea. Yum! It felt like a perfectly girly afternoon.
I may have been in the north, but my inner Derbyshire girl still loves nothing more than getting my hands dirty, especially in the wild. So, after cake, I made a bee-line to the local nature reserve. Just as the sun was setting, turning the sky into a dazzling watercolour, I watched a family of otters play in the river. Now that’s what I call charming!
But seriously, the north knows how to do nature – open, vast, and peaceful. It truly is a breath of fresh air. Just what this girly girl needs to keep her creativity flowing and her inspiration bright.
You know me and my passion for getting everyone involved, especially with ballet. Seeing all those talented youngsters on the stage in Bolton – it ignited something within me. Every body can move, every body can tell a story with dance, and every body looks stunning in a pink tutu! My dream? For everyone to embrace ballet, be their own fearless warrior, and, yes, wear pink! Even the men! Imagine the fabulous dance floors of the future with a symphony of pinks swishing around – the ultimate sartorial dream come true.
This Farnworth escapade has left me brimming with energy. It’s truly been a day to remember – and just one more adventure to fuel my passion for dancing, travelling, and spreading the magic of pink!
What’s next for me? Maybe a cheeky ballet class in Edinburgh? Who knows? Let the tutu-trotting adventures continue! Until tomorrow, darlings…
Hugs and pink sparkles!
Emma
