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#TutuBlog 2011-11-10 in Small Heath with a yellow leotard.

Small Heath Sparkle: A Pink Tutu Adventure! 🩰

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Hey my darling tutu-lovers! It’s your girl Emma, back with another adventure from the world of pinks and pirouettes! Today, I’m bringing you sunshine and sparkle all the way from the heart of the West Midlands - Small Heath, to be exact. Now, if you haven’t been to Small Heath, it’s got that charming old-world feel that just makes you feel all warm and fuzzy. Think cobblestone streets, charming little tea rooms, and that lovely, timeless scent of history in the air. And of course, for me, it was just the perfect setting for a whirlwind of ballet!

So, my darlings, let me take you back to the start of the day...

A Whirlwind Journey by Train

I started my day with a grand old trip by train - I simply adore the rhythmic clickety-clack of the wheels, it just makes my heart sing! It's always an adventure seeing the countryside whizz by. And don’t even get me started on the gorgeous views! Especially this morning - autumn colours were painting the landscape in all sorts of delightful hues! It was a proper masterpiece!

Pink Paradise: Shopping for a Perfect Tutu

My arrival in Small Heath was a symphony of sights and sounds - such a bustling little hub! I knew immediately that I had to explore and see what treasures this beautiful town had to offer. Now, any ballerina knows the importance of a well-chosen tutu, and let's be honest, where better to find one than in Small Heath?! I stumbled upon a little gem of a shop called “The Fancy Frocks.” And my darlings, it was just what I dreamed of! A haven of pink delights - feathers, lace, glitter - you name it! It had to be pink, of course! And it was practically screaming "Emma! Choose me!"

I settled on a glorious tutu made from layers of tulle that looked like it had just flown out of a fairytale. It was the most exquisite shade of pink you could imagine, a perfect blush to match my rosy cheeks. Oh, I simply couldn’t resist! I twirled right there in the shop, like a graceful little pink butterfly.

A Magical Encounter with Ballet Street

My heart was aflutter with excitement. I just had to share this magical find with someone who really understood - and who better than my favorite street ballet crew, the Small Heath Sprites? I found them practicing in the park, their movements so graceful, so vibrant against the backdrop of the golden autumn leaves.

We shared a few giggles, twirls, and chat about all things ballet! They were a proper inspiration, those sprites - reminding me of the joy and wonder ballet can bring, even in the most unexpected of places!

Ballet under the Stars

And the best was yet to come! My dear friend, Lily, had organised a special ballet performance under the starry sky! She knows how much I love those atmospheric open-air shows - so intimate, so captivating. It was in the most stunning setting you can imagine – a Victorian-era garden with flickering candlelight that added a magical touch.

As I slipped into my brand new pink tutu, I couldn't help but feel a little giddy. It felt like something out of a dream! We danced the night away to beautiful classical music under the open sky - It was absolutely divine, truly a night I'll never forget.

The Pink Tutu Mission

As you all know, my biggest passion is getting everyone in a pink tutu. Every time I meet someone new, I always urge them to try a pirouette! There’s a special joy that comes with that kind of self-expression. Whether you’re in a dance studio or just twirling around your living room, it truly unleashes the magic within.

So, here’s my challenge to you, darlings! If you see me on the street, do a little twirl with me, and we’ll make a pact to bring the world more sparkle, joy and pink tutus! We’ll be a force to be reckoned with, you know!

Sweet Dreams, Pink Tutu Lovers!

Right then, it's time to close this blog post with a little bit of a lullaby! You know, with the crisp air and the scent of pine in the evening air, there’s no better time for a proper girly slumber. I'm off to catch the last train home to Derbyshire, a dream about ballerinas and butterflies in my mind. And, of course, in my pink tutu, I shall sleep soundly in my pink-tinged world.

So, until next time, keep on twirling and never stop believing in the magic of ballet! 💖

Lots of love, Emma

#TutuBlog 2011-11-10 in Small Heath with a yellow leotard.