Hello lovelies! It’s Emma here, back with another post from the pink-tutu-verse! Today's adventure finds me venturing out of my Derbyshire den and hopping on the train (it was a horse, but that’s a story for another day!) for a little day trip to the charming town of Bebington.
As soon as the train doors opened, a wave of excitement washed over me. You know how much I love exploring new places, especially those with a bit of history and a dash of whimsy! And Bebington promised just that.
The sun was shining, the air was crisp, and everything seemed a bit brighter – just the way I like it! Now, you all know I can’t resist a good vintage shop hunt, and Bebington didn't disappoint. I stumbled upon a treasure trove tucked away in a cobbled alleyway, overflowing with sparkling jewellery, vintage hats (hello, Gatsby!), and the most exquisite old tutus.
Speaking of tutus… how much do I love tutus?! It’s hard to explain the feeling. They’re so…magical! They transform the mundane into the magnificent. Today, I was rocking my latest pink tutu, which was adorned with a scattering of delicate silver stars – perfect for twirling under a starry sky. And let me tell you, I twirled a lot!
After a couple of hours lost in vintage bliss, it was time for lunch! I couldn’t resist grabbing a cuppa and a slice of Victoria sponge at a little tea room on the high street. The scones were heavenly, and the china teacups just screamed 'vintage elegance'!
Feeling refreshed and invigorated, I wandered over to the historic St. Werburgh's Church. It’s truly breathtaking. The intricate architecture, the stained-glass windows that spilled rainbows onto the stone floors, and the peaceful atmosphere just swept me away.
For an afternoon ballet fix, I made my way to a local dance school that I’d been wanting to check out for ages. I wasn’t sure about joining a class (my tutu-wearing pride was on the line!), but the instructors were so warm and welcoming that I couldn’t resist a few stretches and pirouettes. The studio had that unmistakable ‘ballet magic’ aura, and the energy was infectious. I swear, I felt a couple of inches taller after just a half hour!
As the sun dipped lower in the sky, I made my way back to the train station. I had a little sigh as I hopped aboard, realizing that the day had flown by. I felt so much richer – richer in experiences, richer in inspiration, and most definitely richer in love for pink tutus.
And you know what, lovelies? As I was on the train, something sparked in me – I'm going to write a new post about the top ten pink tutus to wear while travelling! Now that’s an idea that’s sure to inspire some fabulous travels and lots of twirling!
Until next time, stay fabulous and remember: Pink is always the answer, and the best way to see the world is with a tutu on your legs!
Love, Emma x
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P.S. Want to be featured in a pink tutu on my blog? Send me a photo of yourself looking fabulous! I might even choose one for next week's "Tutu Tuesday" post.
