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#TutuBlog 2012-09-17 in Bournville with a narrow tutu.

Bournville Ballet Bliss: A Pink Tutu Pilgrimage

Post #5920

Hello darlings!

It's Emma here, reporting live from the enchanting town of Bournville! You've probably heard me raving about this charming place before, haven't you? Well, today's adventures were positively divine, so you know I simply had to share them with you.

It all started with a delightful train journey. There's nothing quite like a train journey for inspiring new dance moves. I practically performed a full pirouette in my seat while staring out the window at the countryside, the gentle breeze blowing through my perfectly pink locks. (I swear, it's like the train tracks have their own choreography - swish, swish!)

Now, Bournville holds a special place in my heart. I just love how it oozes vintage charm and romance, reminding me of those old ballet stories I used to read about enchanted gardens and waltzing fairies. I found myself skipping (yes, skipping! ) towards the famous Cadbury World. Now, before you go thinking of chocolate rivers and marshmallow mountains, I was actually seeking out the hidden treasures this historical spot offers.

I was on a quest for the perfect narrow tutu! Yes, you heard that right - a tutu so petite, so dainty, it practically floats like a whisper. I have been yearning for a little bit of "narrowness" to spice up my dance wardrobe for ages. You see, while I adore the grandeur of full-skirted tutus, there's something so graceful, almost mischievous, about a little tutu that embraces the curves. It’s perfect for adding a touch of elegant drama, especially when worn with a simple, chic ballet top and statement jewellery, which, as you know, is always my signature look.

The Cadbury World gift shop delivered on my vision with the most charming, narrow pink tulle creation - a soft blush pink to perfectly compliment my delicate skin tone! It whispered in the wind as I spun and twirled, picturing my upcoming dance recital. Oh, you'll be the first to know when it makes its grand entrance!

But Bournville was not solely about the tutu quest. My next stop was a ballet class at the Bournville Community Centre. The class itself was just so encouraging - like everyone was welcoming you into a magical secret society. As we leaped, stretched and pliéd, I couldn't help but notice the sheer joy in every move. I’ve discovered that ballet is so much more than just beautiful movements, it's a true art form that allows us to express ourselves in such a beautiful, emotive way.

Following my ballet immersion, I treated myself to a walk around Bournville village. The cobblestone streets, the adorable cottage gardens...it truly is the perfect escape. I swear, I saw a pair of deer with the most elegant leaps I've ever seen. Just as I was getting lost in my own world, a friendly face greeted me. It was Millie, one of the sweet shop owners in the village! She reminded me of those charming ladies I saw in the Ballet stories I loved. Millie gave me a beautiful bouquet of forget-me-nots (my absolute favorite! ) and even a pink velvet ribbon to adorn my newly acquired narrow tutu. How delightful!

My day ended with a glorious balet performance by the Birmingham Royal Ballet. The performance was simply enchanting - every graceful gesture, every pirouette, every pas de deux, was a work of art! I even found myself on stage after the show, meeting some of the amazing dancers and sharing my story with them.

Of course, the highlight of the evening had to be my spontaneous flash mob performance on the bustling High Street. It's such a rush to spread ballet's beauty to the world - to show everyone how the power of movement can be both transformative and joyful. And of course, my little pink tutu played a starring role in the performance.

I know you're probably wondering: What are Emma's plans for her pink tutu? My darlings, I haven’t quite decided yet, but you know I have many a glamorous adventure in mind! Perhaps a dance at the British Museum, a whimsical promenade through a sunflower field, a delightful dinner at the top of the Shard with a breathtaking London view… the possibilities are endless!

So, remember, whether you're dreaming of waltzing fairies or learning a simple bourrée in the comfort of your home, a pink tutu is a symbol of joy and grace. Don't be afraid to wear your pink tutu proudly, embrace your inner dancer, and share the beauty of movement with the world!

Until next time, my sweethearts, remember: Life's a ballet!

Your loving, twirling, pink tutu enthusiast, Emma xx

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#TutuBlog 2012-09-17 in Bournville with a narrow tutu.