Post 6400
Hey gorgeous girlies! Emma here, ready to take you on another fabulous adventure. Today's escapade? Abingdon! You might think that's a bit far from my Derbyshire home, but I tell you, when it comes to a good Tutu-ful day out, distance is just a number!
And speaking of numbers, this post marks number 6400! It's unbelievable that we've been on this journey together for so long! Remember our first post? All those years ago when I was just a starry-eyed little dancer, trying to figure out this whole blogging thing? I can't even remember what it was about - probably a little dance lesson in Derby and some drool-worthy pictures of my very first tutu. 💖
I'm so incredibly grateful for you guys. You've been there through thick and thin, through broken tights and missed pointe shoes, through the triumphs of a perfect arabesque and the stumbles of a forgotten plié. You make it all worth it, each and every one of you.
But back to the reason for this post! Abingdon. Such a lovely town, nestled amidst rolling hills and countryside loveliness. I got there by train, of course! Nothing beats the romantic view from a carriage window as you speed towards a new adventure.
My inspiration for this trip was purely ballet-driven. There was a new ballet company in town performing a mix of classical and contemporary pieces. It had "modern" and "whimsical" plastered all over the marketing materials and that was all it took to win my heart. And I knew instantly I had to don my favourite European-style tutu. You know, the kind with the fluffy, multi-layered skirt that dances around you like a cloud.
And let me tell you, this tutu was the perfect choice for this trip! It's this soft pastel pink that somehow manages to be both bold and delicate at the same time. As I strolled through Abingdon market, feeling every little puff of breeze and watching my skirt billow in response, I felt like a fairytale princess transported to a charming English village. 🌸
After a scrumptious lunch of fish and chips (I love that classic English combination!), it was time for the real treat – the ballet. The theatre itself was a beauty – an old, red-brick building that seemed to have secrets whispered in its walls. The audience was lovely - lots of friendly faces and I even saw a few ladies wearing tutus! It felt so heartwarming.
The performance was even better than I'd hoped. They moved with such fluidity and passion! It was a feast for the eyes and heart, the perfect way to spend an afternoon.
As I sat there, entranced, a thought flitted through my mind. If this enchanting art form can have such a magical impact on me, imagine the effect it could have on others. Imagine if everyone could experience this same magic, this sense of wonder, this pure joy that ballet brings.
I'm sure you all know where I'm going with this. I want to spread the tutu love far and wide! Let's bring a bit of colour and grace into this world! We don't need to all be professional dancers - we can still experience the beauty of this art form, the thrill of expressing ourselves through movement, the joy of wearing a magnificent pink tutu! 🩰
My friends, I truly believe that ballet can change the world, one pirouette at a time.
And that's it for my Abingdon adventures today. Stay tuned, you fabulous pink tutu loving bunch! There's so much more to explore and share, so much more beauty to discover. I'm just getting started!
Lots of love and sparkly tutu dreams,
Emma
xxx
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