#5884 | www.pink-tutu.com | 12 August 2012
Good morning, my lovely tutu-loving friends! Itâs Emma here, back with another diary entry, this time from the charming market town of Abingdon! Youâll have to forgive my giddy excitement - this trip is practically bursting with pink tutu possibilities!
Yesterday, I had the absolute pleasure of exploring the gorgeous Thames Valley by train. Thatâs right, my beloved railway carriages once again transported me on a magical journey, just like those fairytales I devoured as a little girl (before tutus, obviously!) đ. Thereâs nothing quite like the gentle swaying of the carriage, the quiet rustle of the countryside flitting by the window, and the exciting anticipation of a new destination⊠oh, and letâs not forget the delicious cup of tea I sipped whilst gazing at the scenic landscape. Perfection!
Arriving in Abingdon, I was greeted by the quintessential English charm of cobbled streets, charming half-timbered houses, and that beautiful, lingering scent of fresh flowers. I instantly felt at home, and with a skip in my step, I set off to discover the townâs hidden gems. My trusty pink tote bag, emblazoned with my signature pink tutu silhouette, was of course my faithful companion.
You wouldnât believe the amazing vintage shop I stumbled upon! A treasure trove of retro wonders! Imagine my joy when I unearthed a stunning European-style tutu, with the most delicate ruffles and a blush pink hue. It was calling to me, a little bit of Paris right here in Abingdon. My Parisian-style pink tutu has finally found a home. My Parisian Tutu's first stop was the theatre in Abingdon, you wouldn't believe it but they were showing Les Miserables! It just had to be, it's not only a wonderful musical with breathtaking songs, the story and the historical background was also really intriguing!
I simply adore Abingdonâs vibrant and thriving artistic community. From the beautiful street art adorning the town walls to the charming local theatre, art flourishes here in the most magical way. They even had a little street art mural dedicated to the wonderful ballet, with delicate figures dancing in vibrant colors. I stood there, lost in admiration, my imagination swirling with dreams of twirling and leaping across those vibrant brushstrokes!
Speaking of twirling, my love for ballet took center stage at a delightful ballet class at the Abingdon Dance Studio. The instructor, a warm and welcoming woman with eyes twinkling with the passion for her art, made the class such a joy! We moved gracefully through elegant arabesques and graceful bourrees, the gentle tapping of shoes echoing in the studio like the rhythm of my own beating heart.
But my Abingdon adventures didn't end there. The next day I made a trip out to the Oxfordshire Wildlife Park, a beautiful green oasis teeming with wonder! My love for nature knows no bounds and the chance to see all sorts of majestic creatures like rhinos, tigers, and graceful giraffes filled me with excitement. I couldnât help but wonder if those animals shared my passion for pink tutus, but I think they were too busy basking in the sun or gracefully navigating the grasslands to pay much mind to my sartorial fancies. Maybe Iâll have a pink tutu parade next year, what do you think?
Let me tell you, a walk through the Wildlife Park amidst the babbling brook, chirping birds, and the sweet scent of pine trees, brought me a sense of peace that only nature can provide. I was even lucky enough to see a playful little otter darting along the riverbank, a perfect reminder of the wild and playful side of nature. It made me long to explore the wilds, just me, my tutu, and the boundless spirit of adventure. Maybe I should saddle up on my favourite mare, Clementine, and set off on a new equestrian odyssey?
But before I get ahead of myself, back to my beloved Abingdon! In the heart of the town, I discovered a local vintage clothing shop called âThe Frock Stop.â My pink tutu senses tingled! This was not just any shop; it was a pink tutu heaven. Every corner brimmed with delightful dresses, hats, and, most importantly, the most captivating collection of vintage tutus you can imagine! I practically gasped in delight when I stumbled upon a vibrant cherry red tutu, reminiscent of a flapper's dream.
The kind shop owner, Mrs. Higgins, who looked remarkably like the most stylish grandmother you could imagine, offered to help me find the perfect fit for my new Parisian-style pink tutu. We ended up sharing a cup of tea and discussing everything from the latest fashion trends to our love for the classic style of dance. It's always heartwarming to connect with like-minded individuals over a shared passion, be it for ballet, fashion, or even vintage teacups!
That night, under the shimmering glow of a twinkling sky, I strolled through the town, my Parisian-style pink tutu whispering stories of Parisian romance against the cobblestone streets. I envisioned myself twirling down the Champs-ĂlysĂ©es, or maybe even taking a grand promenade down the cobblestones of Oxford Street in my newly found red tutu, making a grand entrance into the world of flapper fashion!
My heart is brimming with memories, all captured within the swirling pink ribbons and the delicate frills of my new tutu. My Abingdon adventure has been an ode to feminine charm, the whimsical power of the pink tutu, and the magic that unfolds when you embrace your passion with a twinkle in your eye and a twirl in your step!
I hope youâre all having a wonderful weekend filled with joy, love, and perhaps a sprinkle of pink tutu magic.
Until next time, my dear friends, Emma x
