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#TutuBlog 2010-12-26 in Dunfermline with a heavy tutu.

Dunfermline Calling: A Tutu Tale, Post 5289

Oh, my darlings! I'm positively bouncing with excitement as I sit here, teacup in hand, typing away from the cosiest little tea room in Dunfermline. Today was absolutely bursting with ballerina brilliance, and you simply MUST hear about it all!

Let's rewind back to this morning, my lovely Derbshire countryside, and my trusty steed, Buttons (you may recall him from earlier posts!), ready to gallop to the station. I simply adore train journeys. The rhythmic clinking of the wheels, the rush of wind past the window, and the ability to indulge in a spot of People-Watching without raising an eyebrow. This morning, however, the landscape seemed to be swirling in shades of pink. Even the little sparrows were wearing tiny, adorable, rosy blush cheeks! I’m convinced, the universe was clearly conspiring with my #PinkTutu agenda!

First stop, a Ballet class in Edinburgh. You wouldn’t believe it, darlings, but the teacher was this absolutely divine little creature with an equally divine Scottish brogue! She had us soaring through the air with elegance and grace – all the while, reminding us to keep our pink tutus absolutely pristine. It felt like a dream come true!

Now, I am not the biggest fan of being too close to crowds. It can all be quite stifling and there’s no space to do my graceful pirouette. But darling, let me tell you, you’ll understand when I say that a ballet class feels completely different. We are all connected, one graceful swoop at a time! You’re all on the same mission, you are all working towards the same goal - achieving total tutu-inspired glory! The sheer joy that vibrates in the room – magical! I left with my heart bursting with joy and my muscles aching with the purest pleasure. And don't even get me started on the absolutely exquisite little cafe they have there. I enjoyed a divine scone and strawberry jam while gazing out the window at the bustling streets below. It was all just so civilised and so quintessentially British! It wouldn’t be a trip to Edinburgh without at least one afternoon of blissful ballet!

And then, Dunfermline! Now, Dunfermline… that's a name that deserves to be whispered with reverence, my dears. This ancient town just calls to the tutu within me. The sheer beauty of it is beyond description! A real Victorian era delight – cobbled streets, gingerbread houses and all! Of course, the first thing I did was seek out the town's charming little shop for all things tutu, naturally. The shopkeeper was absolutely lovely! We shared a love of pink, tutus, and a rather lovely cuppa. And as for the tutu? I found one with an utterly irresistible shade of blush pink. It’s practically a cloud of tulle – pure, dreamy heaven! It’s perfect for the upcoming ballet theatre production I'm about to visit.

Speaking of the theatre, the heart of my journey... I arrived to find myself utterly captivated by the stunning performance I witnessed tonight. From the graceful arabesques to the powerful leaps – it was just mesmerizing! There was so much raw emotion in every movement. It’s really astonishing what you can achieve when you simply let yourself go. But darling, what struck me the most – I think I can speak for everyone here – was the joy in everyone's faces, especially those of the performers! Their sheer delight in bringing this magical story to life, well, it made me want to jump onto the stage myself!

But enough of my musings, my dears! This week’s post is already getting rather long, and my pink tutu-obsessed mind is running in a hundred directions already. So I'll wrap it up with a little farewell for now, but only to resume the conversation later! Tomorrow I shall be sharing some delightful little anecdotes about my very own #PinkTutu adventures! And hopefully, I’ll have more than a few charming tidbits of news about the incredible adventures to be found in the wild. After all, what’s a good pink tutu adventure without a bit of good wildlife action! And if you happen to see a pair of pink, shimmering, tutu legs galloping across the moors, that would most likely be me!

Until then, keep those tutus swirling, my loves! Don't forget to pop over to www.pink-tutu.com to catch up on all the deliciously pink fun!

P.S. Darling, don’t forget to share your tutu adventures too! I’d love to see all of you gorgeous little ballerinas! Just remember to add #PinkTutu and your tutu tale is sure to be on the forefront of my next post!

Xx
Emma

#TutuBlog 2010-12-26 in Dunfermline with a heavy tutu.