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#TutuBlog 2013-12-03 in Kingswood with a european style tutu.

Kingswood Calling: A Tutu-ful Trip Through Time

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Hello my lovely Tutu-Lovers! It’s Emma here, and oh boy, am I bursting at the seams with excitement to tell you about my latest adventure! I've been wanting to visit Kingswood for ages, and finally, after what felt like an eternity of planning and saving, I hopped aboard a grand old steam train from my home in Derbyshire and embarked on a journey straight into the heart of this stunningly beautiful, historical place.

And wouldn't you know it, I wore my brand new European-style tutu! Imagine, if you will, layers upon layers of shimmering tulle, each panel painstakingly handcrafted in the finest French silk, the colour a soft, powdery pink, perfectly matched to the pink velvet ribbon cinching my waist. Oh, darling, I felt like a princess straight out of a fairytale, and every whistle and puff of steam from that locomotive seemed to applaud my entrance into the countryside.

Now, for the discerning eye, there’s nothing like a well-crafted tutu to transport you into a world of elegance and whimsy. This particular tutu wasn't meant for the stage, not exactly. But that's what makes it so special – it's pure joy, pure me, bursting with creativity. This time, my inspiration was a whimsical blend of Victorian charm and 1920s elegance, thanks to the influence of a vintage book I'd stumbled upon. It speaks volumes, I believe, when even the ordinary feels extraordinary just because you're wearing something special.

I knew this tutu would be the perfect choice for Kingswood. Just picturing its ethereal layers swirling through the meadows filled with wild roses, or perhaps bobbing against a backdrop of centuries-old buildings... well, my imagination ran wild with excitement! And speaking of wild, can we talk about the wildlife here?!

Honestly, I feel like I’ve been transported to a completely different world. Every corner of the estate, every rambling old garden path is overflowing with vibrant life – cheeky squirrels chasing each other through the ancient trees, the melodic chirping of countless birdsong, and even the gentle plodding of a majestic Clydesdale horse. (Of course, I just had to ride him! Can’t let an opportunity for equestrian elegance pass by, can I? ).

There's a raw beauty here that feels so much like freedom, and this feeling is amplified tenfold when I see a rare pheasant feather flittering in the breeze. Even the cobwebs clinging to crumbling walls have an almost mystical, timeless quality! I couldn't help but feel inspired by it all, especially for my tutu. I imagined delicate silk cobwebs weaving their way across its tulle layers, adding an even greater sense of fairytale magic.

Now, a few things about Kingswood, darling: It's truly like stepping back in time, which is not always easy on those achingly stylish tutu-loving legs! Those cobblestones can be a real challenge, but you know me, always willing to endure a little hardship for a stunning photograph. Besides, the reward of exploring historic architecture and gardens is truly magical.

We were fortunate to see a special event here, a beautiful theatrical production set in the magnificent manor house. My heart fluttered when the actors, clad in elegant, historical costumes, performed under the crystal chandeliers, all while my very own tutu rustled quietly beside me! The story weaved its way through historical narratives and tales of romance, all perfectly complemented by the setting. I practically wished I could trade places with those elegant, graceful actors, wearing a lavish stage tutu.

Afterward, I wandered through the grand gardens, mesmerized by the carefully manicured beauty and feeling the history seeping from every stone. And of course, I found the perfect spot for a photo-op – a picturesque rose garden with sunlight filtering through the leaves, perfect for a timeless, elegant photo with my tutu, naturally!

As the sun began its descent, I took a moment to reflect. I wasn't just admiring the grandeur of the past – I was living it, my own little fairytale coming alive in a tutu and amidst a backdrop of stunning natural beauty. There’s truly no feeling like it. And you know what? It makes me yearn to share it with the world!

And you, my lovely Tutu-Lovers, are the ones I want to share it with. So grab your own tutus, put on a gorgeous gown, and let’s embark on a grand adventure of our own! Don’t be afraid to experiment, to let your inner creativity fly, because life is short and life is for making magical moments, don't you agree?

I hope this post inspires you to embark on your own adventures, to find your own special places, and to discover your own version of elegance, joy and whimsy! And most importantly, never forget the power of a perfectly-chosen tutu, darling, because there’s truly no outfit quite like it!

Until next time, my dear Tutu-Lovers!

XOXO, Emma

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P.P.S. Have you ever been to Kingswood? I'd love to hear about your experience in the comments below!

#TutuBlog 2013-12-03 in Kingswood with a european style tutu.