Post #5332: 7th February 2011
Hello darlings!
It's Emma here, and oh my goodness, you wouldn't believe the adventure I've had! It was all a little bit... well, a bit like one of those beautiful ballet sequences you get where everything's just a whirl of colours, twirling, and joyful noise!
Let's start at the beginning. Picture this: I'm in Derbyshire, surrounded by my usual beautiful rolling hills, watching the sun rise through the frost and dreaming of my latest pink tutu. I'm sipping on my morning Earl Grey (two sugars, of course) and pondering a new blog post... Something inspiring, something with a hint of travel...
That's when it hits me! Ramsgate!
Remember that wonderful Victorian seaside town we all love to hate love? You know, with its lovely pastel houses, its quaint cobbled streets, its... erm... interesting beach? Well, it was the location of a special little ballet show at a quaint, little seaside theater, and it just had to be mine!
Off I went! The journey, as ever, was part of the experience. I found a lovely old horse-drawn carriage, all decorated with ribbons and bobbins, to take me to the station. Did I mention it was a glorious day? Sun streaming through the trees, birds chirping away merrily... it was pure joy.
On the train, it was even more of a whirlwind! I spotted this divine older gentleman wearing the most spectacularly vibrant bow tie. He'd clearly just finished his trip to the London Theatre District judging by the program poking out of his jacket pocket! It's just the sort of inspiring, stylish person that makes me want to pack a tutu into my carry-on and embrace life in full pink, feathered glory!
By the time we got to Ramsgate, the afternoon light was already setting a shimmering pink over the beach - just perfect for a ballet dancer, right? The theatre was small and charming, a real throwback to the days of twinkling stage lights and dramatic whispers. And just my luck, I even found a sweet little shop with the most exquisite selection of pink ballet shoes. Can you believe it? Just my luck, as always.
I slipped on my new shoes - the perfect blend of comfort and classic style! And for the occasion, I had donned a tutu specially made by my good friend Luca. Now, I love all kinds of tutus, but Luca makes the best ones! He actually makes each one entirely by hand. No glue or machine stitching. Each stitch is a little piece of Italian artistry. This one? This one is made of the most delicate chiffon in the most gorgeous shades of flamingo pink and rose, and it's edged with these hand-sewn crystal beads.
I took my seat in the theatre, feeling like a proper, grown-up, classy ballerina. And oh darling, what a show it was! They were all so beautifully talented! Each step, each leap, each whisper of a costume seemed to sing the beauty of ballet into the air.
There was one particular dance that I simply had to share. It was so ethereal, so dreamlike. It felt like watching butterflies dance amongst delicate roses, so light and graceful. It moved me so much that I had to take a photo (sorry, not allowed to record but everyone should have seen this!) - it's definitely going to be my Instagram picture for the day.
But it wasn't just about the dance. It was the entire atmosphere, the buzzing energy of it all, and that sense of sharing the magic of movement, of expression. It made me feel so alive, so happy, so…well, a little bit like I was back on stage, twirling and spinning with abandon.
On the way home, the sky was like a velvet blanket of purple, with clouds painted with streaks of pink and orange. And do you know what? I saw this little rabbit, so cute and fluffy, hopping alongside the train tracks! It seemed to be keeping me company, a little fluffy ballet dancer of the wilderness, hopping along with a determined spring in its step!
I must confess, this whole trip felt like a little escape from reality. An escape from deadlines, worries, the everyday chaos of life. But sometimes, that’s what we all need, don’t you think? Sometimes we need to slip into a pink tutu, hop on a train, and take a trip to a seaside theatre filled with dancing dreams.
Because the beauty of life isn’t just in the destination. It's in every little, fleeting moment of pure joy. So go on, darlings! Grab your most fabulous pink tutu, head out for an adventure, and spread the love of dance to everyone you meet!
Love always, Emma
www.pink-tutu.com
