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#TutuBlog 2014-03-26 in Bournemouth with a narrow tutu.

Bournemouth Bliss: Tutu Time in the Sunshine (Post #6475)

Hello darlings! It's your favourite pink-tutu-loving blogger, Emma, here, and I'm just back from a gloriously sunny trip to Bournemouth! Can you believe it? March and sunshine?!

I know what you're thinking: "But Emma, isn't Bournemouth a bit, well, blah for a pink-tutu-loving gal?"

Au contraire, my lovelies! Bournemouth was pure delightful. Think turquoise seas, golden sand, and, of course, the perfect place for a spot of tutu-wearing on the promenade. It just seemed right, didn't it? After all, I can't resist a bit of seaside twirling, can I?

Travelling in Style:

Instead of jumping on a noisy, fume-filled aeroplane, I decided to go for the quintessentially British approach: a scenic train journey. Something about a train ride, with the world rushing past, really gets the creative juices flowing, and lets me immerse myself in the spirit of travel.

This journey was extra special! Imagine: a carriage window brimming with the colours of spring, fields brimming with new life, and the chatter of fellow passengers sharing stories and dreams. It felt like something out of a vintage movie, all quaint and cosy.

A Tutu-ful Afternoon on the Promenade:

As the train pulled into Bournemouth station, the warm sunshine greeted me like a long-lost friend. I practically skipped off the platform with my little pink rucksack slung over my shoulder. My destination? The pier, of course, and a little bit of tutu-clad prancing in the salty air!

Honestly, it felt heavenly. I slipped on my shimmering pink tutu, which shimmered just as beautifully in the sunshine as it does under stage lights. And let me tell you, there’s something just so exhilarating about twirling with the sea breeze in your hair! A seagull even tried to join me for a spin - we did a grand jeté together, him swooping above and me swirling below, both of us perfectly in time with the rhythmic crash of the waves.

Bournemouth Ballet Ballet:

No trip to a new place would be complete without a little ballet, right? Bournemouth actually has a wonderful little ballet studio tucked away in a charming cobbled street. I loved the feel of the studio, all warm and wooden with an air of focus and grace. I joined a drop-in class for the afternoon, a gorgeous fusion of ballet and contemporary, and the teacher was wonderful. There was such a spirit of creativity in the studio, and a real sense of belonging, you know?

I absolutely love the way that ballet can transcend cultural differences, bringing people together through the shared language of movement. The dance studio, a haven of creativity and grace, became my little slice of ballet heaven in the heart of Bournemouth!

Sunset Strolls and Seafront Dreams

After my ballet bliss, I had a delicious picnic overlooking the sea, complete with strawberries and champagne, followed by a sunset stroll along the beach. Watching the sky blush with oranges and pinks was a magical moment, especially with the sound of the waves crashing gently against the shore as my soundtrack.

Bournemouth just has this magical way of bringing out the inner ballerina in you, even if it's just a simple skip down the beach with a rosy sky overhead.

Final Thoughts

Bournemouth is now on my list of must-visit destinations. I loved its sunshine, its seaside charm, its ballet studios, and its general sense of happy calm. And yes, my darling readers, I wore a pink tutu - because a trip to the coast isn't complete without one, is it?

Now, I know some of you might be wondering "Emma, when are you going to stop with all this pink and all this tutu?" Well, darling, as long as I'm alive, I'll keep sharing the magic of dance, the beauty of pink, and the simple joy of twirling with my heart filled with dreams!

And just think, you can join me on my pink-tutu adventures too. We can visit magical places, learn the language of ballet, and find beauty in every moment. You never know, you might even find yourself slipping into a tutu yourself - why not? It's time to unleash your inner ballerina, darling!

Don’t forget to head over to my website www.pink-tutu.com and let me know your thoughts on this post! What's your favourite seaside destination, and do you think we should make tutu-wearing a national sport?

Lots of love,

Emma x

#TutuBlog 2014-03-26 in Bournemouth with a narrow tutu.