Oh my gosh, you guys! I'm so excited to be back in the blogosphere, with the sun shining and a pink tutu feeling extra sassy! I've been itching to share all the adventures I've been up to, and today's tale is a right good one.
Plymouth, here I come! It all started on the train, where I nestled amongst fellow travellers and felt a little bit like a royal being transported in a carriage (but much more comfortable!). I, of course, couldn't resist the opportunity to wear my new bright pink tutu with matching pink glitter shoes (how chic, eh?). It turned a couple of heads, and let me tell you, seeing the bewildered yet amused look on someone's face after being greeted by a giant pink cloud of twirling tutus is truly the best medicine.
My journey down south was full of intrigue, as usual. I spied a majestic eagle perched on a tree branch outside the window, with a whole posse of rabbits playing hide and seek in the grass. Seeing these beautiful creatures was just what I needed after being stuck in the studio for a couple of weeks, rehearsing for my next ballet performance.
Plymouth, oh Plymouth, how you never cease to amaze me. The fresh salty air hit my face as I stepped out of the station, the smell of seagulls and fish and chips filling the air. It was such a welcome change from the gentle Derbyshire countryside where I'm usually based.
The whole place just buzzes with activity, from the bustling market filled with quirky souvenirs and the most amazing fish stalls, to the charming cafes that line the waterfront. Honestly, I just wanted to sample every single dish they had to offer, especially the Cornish pasties, which I heard were the best in all of England. (Sorry to my Derbyshire bakeries!)
But I wouldn't be Emma from pink-tutu.com if I wasn't here for something a little more theatrical. Tonight, I'm attending the biggest ballet show of the year at the Plymouth Theatre, showcasing the iconic "Swan Lake"! You guys know how much I love a classic. Those beautiful costumes, the heart-wrenching music, the graceful movements – it's enough to send a ballerina like myself into a happy daze!
And to add to my excitement, there's also a street ballet performance going on right outside the theatre, featuring local students who've been working hard on their choreography. Can you imagine how amazing it'll be? Ballet dancing under the open sky, with the twinkling city lights as my backdrop, surrounded by fellow enthusiasts? I'm so excited I could twirl until my head spins!
This trip to Plymouth really was a magical experience. It felt like stepping into one of my favourite fairytale stories, except instead of glass slippers, I had my trusted pink tutus.
I urge you, darlings, to find your own Plymouth! Find a place that awakens the ballerina within you. Whether that's attending a ballet class, exploring a new city, or simply wearing a pink tutu while twirling around your living room. It doesn't matter, as long as it sparks a little joy and fills you with that magical feeling of being your absolute best.
And don't forget, there's always a pink tutu waiting for you to wear it with confidence and grace! See you tomorrow, darlings!
Love,
Emma xx
