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Hello lovelies!
It's Emma here, your favourite Derbyshire fairy-in-training, and today I'm buzzing with excitement to tell you about my latest tutu adventure!
It all started with a dream of a pink tutu shimmering with silver stars. It’s got a tiny touch of magic to it - or at least that’s how it felt when I took it out of the box. As if by destiny, it was calling out for a trip to Stevenage, so I hopped on the train, tutu tucked safely beside me.
Speaking of trains, let me tell you – the journey is always a joy! People just seem so much nicer on trains. They smile at each other and swap travel tales – not to mention there’s always a chance of bumping into a delightful chap with an amazing mustache! (One day I’ll convince you to try that look – you know, just a dash of the Victorian era. 😉 )
I arrived in Stevenage just in time for a spot of lunch. My mission? To discover the tastiest, most Instagrammable pink cupcake! This tiny little shop tucked away down a cobbled street seemed promising, and boy, oh boy, were they right! I picked out the most scrumptious pink rose-flavored cupcake with shimmering buttercream. It was almost too pretty to eat (almost!). The scent was delightful.
But on to the tutu! After a quick change, I was twirling down the cobbled streets of Stevenage, ready to paint the town pink! Now, let me tell you, Stevenage is a delightful place. Imagine rolling green hills and a sky full of puffy white clouds - perfect for picnics and a bit of dreamy twirling, wouldn’t you say? I was already getting a feel for that classic fairytale setting!
There's something about being surrounded by the natural beauty that just sparks creativity, and what better way to express it than through the language of ballet? With a flourish, I set up a photo shoot with my favourite Instagram backdrop - a stunning wisteria tree bursting with colour! My tutu perfectly mirrored the vibrancy, a symphony of soft pastel hues dancing against a canvas of deep green and lavender. I could practically feel the magical vibes pulsating through my very being.
The air buzzed with the sounds of life around me, chirping birds, laughter, a child's happy squeal, the soft thrum of passing traffic. Each note in the symphony enhanced the atmosphere. The world is full of music when you listen! I even got to witness a cheeky squirrel scampering up a tree. I love how curious they are – so quick and so playful. It was just a little moment of magic – but those little moments make all the difference, don’t they?
Later, I was whisked away by a kind chap in a horse-drawn carriage. Can you imagine? It was absolutely fabulous, a vintage fairytale moment with the crisp scent of horses in the air and the clatter of hooves echoing over the cobblestones! He was even kind enough to take me past the iconic town clock, where we struck a pose. A truly lovely addition to my "Tutu Travels" album!
Now, to all the fairy-in-training souls reading this, here's a thought: what if everyone wore a pink tutu, at least once? Just imagine the sheer joy, the pure delight of a world drenched in a pastel pink glow! What if everyone just took one step toward ballet – one plie, one graceful stretch? Imagine the joy and beauty that would fill our days!
And that's just the beginning. Who knows what magic might be waiting to be unleashed? That's what makes life so special.
As the day came to an end, and the light began to soften into twilight, I hopped back on the train, heart brimming with the sweet melody of Stevenage. But hey, remember my friends - even as the curtain falls on one journey, there's always a new adventure just around the corner.
Stay tuned for more magical happenings!
Lots of love and twirls,
Emma 💖
