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#TutuBlog 2014-06-11 in Guiseley with a fluffy tutu.

Guiseley Calling: Pink Tutu Travels & A Fluffy Dream (#6552)

Helloooo lovelies! Emma here, back from a whirlwind trip to Guiseley with my trusty pink tutu in tow! You know me, always on the hunt for new ballet experiences, and Guiseley, tucked away in beautiful West Yorkshire, didn't disappoint!

Before we even set off, I just had to share a secret with you - I took the train! I adore train journeys. Something about the gentle chugging, the ever-changing scenery, and the quiet clinking of the carriage as it rattles along just makes me feel… serene. And let's be honest, a pink tutu makes any train ride infinitely more fabulous, doesn't it? 😉 Just imagine the looks of pure delight on the other passengers' faces as I sashayed through the carriages, my tulle flowing like a glorious pink cloud!

Anyway, the journey itself was almost as delightful as the destination. Guiseley, a little gem tucked away amidst rolling green hills, just called to me! It felt so… quaint, so wonderfully old-fashioned. Imagine my excitement when I stumbled upon a sweet little vintage shop tucked away in a cobbled side street, its windows crammed with treasures from bygone eras! I even found a beautiful antique brooch - perfect for adding a touch of Victorian glamour to my ballet look.

Speaking of my ballet look, you bet I brought my trusty pink tutu, this time a fluffy, full-skirted creation with the softest, most delicate pink I’ve ever seen. My mission was simple - make the locals see ballet in a new light! Guiseley was surprisingly lacking in dance schools, so I had to create my own little dance haven.

As it turned out, there was a quaint, grassy area in the park with a view of a stately Victorian house. Perfect! I carefully placed down my little travel mat and, under the watchful gaze of the nearby swans and an adorable grey squirrel that kept giving me cheeky stares, I started my impromptu dance session.

Let me tell you, those swans looked genuinely impressed! I performed my favourite sequence from Swan Lake, pirouettes swirling in the air, my pink tulle floating behind me like a ballerina dream. Then, to everyone’s surprise (including my own, haha!), I started pulling out moves from the show-stopping ballet routines I’d learned in a street ballet workshop back in Derby!

Imagine, my little ballet performance became a real community affair! A little girl, probably 5 or 6 years old, with pigtails as bright as her grin, timidly approached me. She started copying my movements, even attempting a little pirouette! Her delight, pure and genuine, was the most rewarding applause I could imagine.

A few others, a couple of dog walkers, a group of elderly ladies out for their afternoon stroll, stopped and watched, smiles growing on their faces. Maybe my pink tutu and flamboyant moves had somehow unlocked a part of them they didn't know was there.

Later that evening, a real treat awaited me: a performance at the Guiseley Civic Hall. The play, "A Midsummer Night's Dream", was a delight. Seeing Shakespeare brought to life through graceful choreography was magic. The dancers were so expressive, their bodies weaving tales of love, mischief, and a touch of magic that made me believe in fairytales all over again.

That night, as I nestled into my hotel bed (the most comfy, feather-filled, pink-hued bed you could imagine), I reflected on the day's adventures. The day in Guiseley reminded me why I love my pink tutu, my ballet journey, and all the unexpected experiences that come along with it. Maybe, just maybe, I inspired one or two more people to put on a pink tutu and find their own ballet story!

The best part? I didn't have to leave Guiseley without a final flourish! As the first rays of morning light kissed the dew-covered grass, I made my way back to my little performance spot in the park. With my tutu billowing in the breeze, I gave the swans a graceful little bow, my last tribute to this charming town and my delightful Guiseley adventure. And then, like a wisp of pink in the morning air, I disappeared, leaving behind the memory of my dance, and maybe, just maybe, a little sprinkle of magic.

Catch you on the flip side!

Emma www.pink-tutu.com

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#TutuBlog 2014-06-11 in Guiseley with a fluffy tutu.