Hello darlings! It's Emma here, and guess what? I'm in London! I know, I know, a total shocker, right? But this little Derbyshire lass just couldn't resist the siren call of the city. Honestly, London just calls to me like a juicy plum calls to a hungry robin. 🐦🍒
I arrived in the early hours this morning, feeling like a ballerina in a box! No, seriously, I brought a whole suitcase full of tutus. One just wasn't enough, and this trip called for something extra special... something cyan. That's right, my dears, I'm sporting a magnificent turquoise tutu that's practically vibrating with excitement!
After a whirlwind journey (think: vintage train, no mobile signal, and the most amazing sunrise over the Cotswolds – pure bliss!), I settled into my quaint little hotel room. The walls are adorned with delicate floral prints, the furniture is antique yet charming, and the scent of lavender is simply divine.
Oh, and the best part? There's a balcony with a view. Honestly, I've been staring out at the city rooftops for hours. I can see the glittering Thames snaking through the metropolis like a silver ribbon, the towering buildings like majestic dancers reaching for the sky, and…
Wait! There's a peacock! Okay, it might be a rather large pigeon, but it has a ridiculously magnificent tail feathers and struts with all the grace of a prima ballerina. Seriously, I’ve never seen a bird sashay like that in my life! It's practically begging me to give it a little spot on the blog, and what am I to do?
Speaking of blog posts, you might be wondering, "Why, Emma, are you in London, the most ballet-heavy city on the planet?" And I'll tell you why, darlings: It's the English National Ballet's Swan Lake. Oh, the swan lake! They’ve put on some exquisite performances over the years. It's the pinnacle of the ballet world, really. And I've got my ticket in my little ballet bag, right next to my cyan tutu! Can you tell how excited I am?!
After a morning spent at the hotel, soaking in the vibrant energy of the city and planning my attack on the Victoria & Albert Museum (gotta get my tutu fix!), I spent the afternoon trying on some exquisite hats for my pre-performance dinner at a darling little French bistro, where they promised to serve up the most delightful little coquilles saint jacques and boeuf bourguignon (ooh, la la!), all to the sweet music of an accordeon!
Yes, my friends, I truly am in my element. This trip is the embodiment of everything I love. London, ballet, French food, pink, and of course, my darling tutus. What more could I ask for?
To celebrate this most fantastic day, I'll share a little tip: Don't forget the magic of tutus! They're not just for the stage; they can take you to any adventure you wish. So, whether you're taking a train ride to London, frolicking in a field of sunflowers, or having a picnic on a park bench, just remember that your inner ballerina is ready to twirl and explore.
And who knows? Maybe someday you’ll join me, decked out in a pink tutu, ready to take the world by the foot and spin it like a dancer. 🩰✨
That’s all for today, darlings! I've got a date with a swan (and my dinner), so I’ll leave you with a thought: Never stop twirling.
See you tomorrow!
Xoxo,
Emma
