Hey my lovelies! Itās Emma here, your resident pink tutu enthusiast, and guess what? Iām on the move again! This time, I'm venturing into the heart of Kent, specifically the charming town of Welling, where the smell of fresh cut grass and the sound of birdsong greet you on arrival.
I'm travelling in style, naturally, aboard a majestic vintage train. It's something I find strangely exhilarating ā sitting by the window watching the scenery whizz past while listening to the rhythmic chugging of the engine. There's something about the journey itself that fuels my imagination.
Why am I in Welling? Well, it's all for the love of ballet, of course! I've been following this amazing street theatre company, āDancers Unleashed,ā on Instagram for a while and finally, after many, many āpink heartsā emojis and comments like āOoh la la!ā, they're performing right here in Welling. I am so excited! It's their latest production, āWhirlwind of Dreams,ā a whimsical journey through the world of dreams set against a backdrop of contemporary dance.
You see, this is my mission, my passion: To show everyone that ballet isn't just for those in a grand, glittering theatre with stiff upper lips. Ballet can be whimsical, fun, playful and above all, joyful. And it's what āDancers Unleashedā does brilliantly ā they bring it to the streets, right to our doorstep, allowing everyone a glimpse into the magical world of dance. And I just had to see it!
Now, being in a new town with the energy buzzing around me is always inspiring. But as a good fashionista, I had to look the part, right? This means, of course, my absolute go-to outfit: a dreamy pink tulle tutu, teamed with a vintage white lace blouse for that classic-meets-modern vibe. Just wait till you see the pictures! My dear friend Fiona, who always encourages my pink tutu ambitions, gave me a fantastic pair of floral embroidered ballet flats as a going-away present, adding a perfect splash of colour and whimsy to my look. And let's be honest, nothing says āI'm ready for adventureā quite like a pink tutu.
And speaking of adventure, I am always trying to weave my love for the outdoors into my tutu escapades. So today, after the train journey, I decided to walk through Welling, taking in the charm of the small independent shops, sniffing the fresh pastries at the local bakery and watching a little fluffy white dog chase pigeons in the town square. It was adorable!
While Iām in Kent, I couldnāt resist the opportunity to take a day trip to the glorious Dover. What could be better than enjoying the dramatic cliffs and endless coastline while enjoying a picnic with my beloved ballet novel āThe Secret Balletā by Brenda Jackson? I mean, come on, there's no place more romantic!
Of course, no day trip would be complete without finding something for my home. In the antique shop of Dover, I stumbled upon the most beautiful antique carousel horse, painted in the softest pink. Itās going to be the pride of my home ballet studio. Isn't it a perfect reminder that we are all part of this beautiful story of life, like a delicate carousel horse gliding through the dreamlike world of dance?
Oh, and I canāt forget about my favourite thing: meeting the amazing people I encounter on my tutu travels. Today, while enjoying a steaming cuppa and a scrumptious Bakewell tart at a charming cafe in Dover, I had the pleasure of meeting the sweetest gentleman named Mr. Anderson.
You wouldn't believe it, but Mr. Anderson was once a professional ballet dancer! His eyes twinkled when I mentioned my blog, "Pink Tutu," and he even shared a funny anecdote about his very first performance at the prestigious Sadler's Wells Theatre. He talked about the pure joy of dancing, the power it had to move and inspire, and even spoke of his passion for passing on this art form to the younger generations.
Talking with Mr. Anderson reminded me once again how ballet unites us, transcends age and barriers. It's a shared language, a universal expression of joy, beauty, and the human experience. It's not just twirling and leaping, it's about finding a story in our bodies and expressing it through movement. It's about freedom and grace.
Oh, the stories we have! I'm thinking I'll turn Mr. Anderson's anecdote into my next blog post. Maybe even call it something like āFrom the Stage to the Teacup: A Ballerino's Story.ā Stay tuned!
Until next time, keep those twirls twirling and donāt be afraid to let your pink tutu shine! š©°š
P.S. I'll be updating my āPink Tutuā website www.pink-tutu.com daily, so keep checking back for new adventures, style tips, and musings from a tutu-wearing girl living her best life!
