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Tutu Blog Ballet Blog Title about a Ballerina Called Emma and Her Life In a Pink Tutu

#TutuBlog 2011-06-26 in Wembley with a european style tutu.

Wembley Wonderland: A Tutu Takes on the Capital! 🩰

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Hello my gorgeous darlings! Emma here, straight from the heart of Derbyshire, and oh my goodness, do I have a story to tell you. This weekend was a whirlwind of tutus and travel, all wrapped up in the glorious pinkness that makes my heart flutter! πŸ’•

Remember I told you I was off to the big smoke for a spot of cultural exploration? Well, London always delivers! I went by train, of course - something about the gentle rocking of the carriage and the sweeping countryside views just does something for my soul. Besides, you can't wear a tutu on a plane, can you? The indignity! πŸ˜‚

But my darling tutu wasn't left behind, not a chance! She was packed carefully, all prim and proper, in her custom-made velvet bag. This weekend, I chose a new one for London - a real Parisian-inspired creation! Think crisp tulle in the palest of pinks, with a whisper of silver ribbon detail, just enough to catch the eye. It was a dream come true, honestly. The moment I stepped off the train, the wind caught the layers, and it swirled around me like a cloud of delicate pink whispers. Oh, it was magical! ✨

First up, Wembley Stadium - yes, you heard that right! Ballet in a football ground? It's a bit more unusual than your average ballet experience, isn't it? I know some might think it's a little bit mad, but darling, when there's a chance to see world-class ballet under a starry sky in such a stunning setting, you just have to take it, right? It was an unforgettable night, a ballet performance set against the breathtaking backdrop of London. The performers were spectacular, every single movement fluid and effortless. And let me tell you, watching a beautiful swan lake under the stars is an experience I'll cherish forever. The stars were shining as bright as the pointe shoes. ✨🌟✨

We took a break for afternoon tea in one of the sweetest little cafes, a little bit of old-world charm tucked away on a side street, with a view of the iconic Houses of Parliament - oh, how I love this city! We filled our tummies with scones and tea, my choice of course, was the pink floral variety. You just have to appreciate the little things! πŸ’•

Afterwards, we went for a stroll by the river. My tutu swirled beautifully in the breeze. A pair of ducks swam by, paddling happily and looking terribly dapper. And the London Eye, always so bold and colourful, stood proudly in the distance. I took a moment to breathe it all in - the beautiful sunshine, the vibrant cityscape, the laughter of people strolling past, and, of course, my gorgeous tutu twirling around me!

London just has that certain je ne sais quoi, don't you think? It's alive, vibrant, a constant explosion of creativity! I loved seeing street performers - a talented busker playing the piano with such passion and emotion, a street artist adding a burst of bright colours to the city, and the dancers. Always dancers. A young boy dancing in the street with such joy, just to remind everyone about the pure power of movement.

Of course, I couldn't leave London without a visit to Covent Garden - home to the Royal Opera House. It’s one of my favourite places to visit - the whole atmosphere, the excitement, the anticipation...it’s simply magic. We strolled through the square, dodging people and shopping bags, marvelling at the architecture. I felt like a little Parisian princess with my Tutu flowing as I moved through the busy crowd!

But then, it was time to head back to my own little world. The train was my carriage, my trusty steed to whisk me away. I watched the cityscape fade into rolling hills, feeling incredibly content. The city sparkled behind me as I settled in for the journey, the warmth of the afternoon sun casting a glow over the fields, my pink tutu reflecting its light.

The weekend had been nothing short of extraordinary! A little dose of ballet magic, a pinch of London glitter, and of course, the sweetest little pink tutu to make it all the more spectacular. I have to admit, London has left a mark on me, a bit of her energy swirling around me as I write. I can feel it! My little ballerina heart is filled to the brim. πŸ’–

Now, I’m back in Derbyshire, where life is a little calmer and greener. But I promise, my darlings, my adventures in tutu haven't stopped! I have so many more stories to share - stay tuned! And do tell me your adventures, too! I'm always looking for inspiration, so tell me: Where will your tutu take you this week?

Love,

Emma

www.pink-tutu.com

#TutuBlog 2011-06-26 in Wembley with a european style tutu.