#TutuBlog 2012-06-01 in Cumbernauld with a pink tutu.

Post Number 5812

Hey lovelies! It’s Emma here, back from my little trip to Cumbernauld! It was so fab – and you’ll never guess what I saw… well, you probably won't because you can't, but I saw something amazing that's going to give you all a case of the 'pink tutus!' I'm talking, of course, about ballet - oh, and wildlife, trains… basically just a whole heap of lovely loveliness.

Remember, this is my blog for the everyday pink-tutu princess, the woman who knows a ballerina bun can tame even the wildest of bad hair days, and that a good tutus spin can shake off even the worst Monday morning blues. So strap yourselves in (metaphorically, because who knows if I’ll be taking the train next time - my pony, Rosie, is really itching for an adventure!), grab your pinkest tutu, and let’s go!

Getting to Cumbernauld meant taking a train, a journey which I, my pink tulle skirt, and my trusty leather satchel enjoyed enormously. Train journeys have a special magic - there's the rumble and the rhythmic clinkety-clink, and the world going past your window like a real-life slideshow. You get to be both a participant and a spectator, and for me, that's always delightful.

Speaking of delightful, a girl in the seat opposite had the most incredible shade of pink hair - I had to tell her how fab it was, obviously. Pink, pink, pink - we just can't get enough! It's like a celebration of joy and fun, don’t you think?

We talked for ages - she was an artist! It was brilliant - talking to other pink-loving folk always puts a sparkle in my step. We chatted about everything: from our favourite shades of pink (hers was bubblegum, mine’s salmon - with a splash of lilac) to what we'd create if we could paint the world pink. Turns out, we're both big fans of having pink skyscrapers and hot-pink flamingoes on our lawn! How fantastic is that?! We both agreed the world would be a brighter place with more pink, more tutus, and more sparkle - and honestly, who's going to disagree with that?

I can’t tell you exactly what show I saw – because it’s secret, for now – but what I can tell you is it was mind-blowingly spectacular. They danced on pointe and leapt into the air like delicate butterflies; the movements were all sharp, graceful, and incredibly elegant, yet so full of feeling!

One moment the music was sweeping and majestic, and I felt like I was being swept up in a whirl of feathers and velvet; then it shifted, becoming tender and light, and I was right there with the dancers, feeling every feeling, living every emotion, dancing with my whole being.

The stage lighting was brilliant – a clever mix of colours that enhanced the story the dancers were telling, highlighting their strength and passion. Even I got caught up in the drama and at one point (don’t judge!), I was almost tempted to jump up and do a twirl myself!

But ballet wasn't the only magic that Cumbernauld held! The place itself is an absolute joy to walk through, even a touch whimsical - full of lovely little parks, vibrant, interesting streets and some seriously awesome wildlife. As I was wandering about, I stumbled upon a family of deer grazing near a quiet little brook! Now, you don't see that every day in Derbyshire!

These magnificent creatures were utterly beautiful - their dappled coats glowing in the sunlight, their antlers magnificent. For a while, we just sat and watched them – me with a bit of nervous excitement, them with calm grace. Seeing such animals in the heart of a town made Cumbernauld feel like it was hidden within a magical wood.

This whole trip was just… divine, pure bliss. Even the train journey – I must admit - added to the beautiful mess that is my world. So many pink things to talk about, so many things to discover… this trip filled me up to the brim with inspiration for all my future pink-tutu shenanigans!

And you know what I'm most excited about? Sharing all of this with you guys. The more pink, the more tutu, the more ballet we can spread across the world – that’s the best part of all, Isn't it?

See you tomorrow for Post 5813 – and until then, remember…

Stay Pink!

Love,

Emma.