Hello lovelies! It’s Emma here, and I'm practically skipping with excitement to tell you all about my trip to Walkden. Let me just say, the wind is whipping through my hair, my pink tutu is twirling with the wind, and life is just wonderful!
This time, I've traded in my trusty old Ford Fiesta (which is frankly named Fiona now, what with all the ballerina tutus I cram in it) for a rather charming vintage train carriage, a true vintage find from Derbyshire. A carriage full of laughter, twirling and dreaming - you know me, always with a pinch of magic!
The train journey was a sight, honestly, I could have stayed in that vintage carriage forever! Every time the carriage rattled, I felt like a ballerina in a vintage music box! A pink music box with a touch of sparkle!
Anyway, back to Walkden! What a delightful little town, and you’ll never guess who I bumped into. Imagine my delight when I saw THE Emma, yes, the Emma, as in Emma the ballet star herself! The lady can truly pirouette!
So, of course, we just had to take a tutu selfie – you know, me, my pink tutu and a bona fide ballet queen!
My mission is simple - spread the pink tutu love! So, after meeting with Emma, I set off on a walk around the little town. There I found a quaint little shop, all tucked away and filled with little vintage ballet trinkets - you know, the kind that just screams, ‘pink, ballet and sparkle!’
Naturally, I just had to purchase some little ballet shoes for my beloved Fiona the Fiesta (because a girl's gotta take her beloved car out for ballet, right?).
Walking on, the sunshine caught the cobblestones and lit them up like a magical pathway leading to the beautiful little town park. My tutus were twirling with glee – they’re always excited to dance, these twirling bits of pink!
There, the town park felt like a stage for the graceful movements of squirrels darting among the leaves, while the air was filled with the melodic chirps of the little birds. Even the squirrels looked like tiny dancers, scampering on the tree limbs as if performing their own graceful ballet, a perfect moment captured in a kaleidoscope of colors.
Walking through the little town felt like I’d stepped into a vintage ballet movie - every turn, every corner, filled with a whimsical elegance. Just the place for a spontaneous twirl or two, I say!
After lunch - the cafe owner said, 'Emma you should come dance on my table!' And wouldn't you know it, he’s a great guy, a true gentleman with a twinkle in his eye, just like one of my tutu characters from a pink fairytale book! He’s even going to sponsor my pink tutu drive and wear a pink tutu for a whole week! He loves to dance as much as I do!
Speaking of which, a pink tutu drive, eh? Who's with me? You, me, and everybody - we can all dance! Everyone deserves to twirl in a pink tutu, because dancing, in my eyes, is like life, all about finding your rhythm and leaping into joy.
Let’s spread the love! And as for you? Well, you just gotta twirl, dance, and sprinkle pink pixie dust wherever you go!
So, take my advice - go on, live life with a pink tutu and twirl away to your heart's content, let life be a grand performance. Every moment’s a new opportunity, a new ballet, with the whole wide world as your stage, lovelies.
Have a day as sweet as pink frosting, my dears, and don't forget to twirl!
See you tomorrow at www.pink-tutu.com Emma xo
