Post number: 7002
Oh, my dears, how absolutely lovely to be back with you all, brimming with pink tutu energy after my little jaunt to Stockport! My lovely, loyal readers will know that a good old fashioned train journey is my absolute favourite way to travel, and so off I trundled in style, a delicate, pink and sparkling tulle tutu swishing in the breeze of my carriage window.
A New World of Tutus
Now, Stockport - this is not exactly known as a bustling hub of tutus, darling. It's a little bit rough around the edges - think more cobblestones and charming local pubs, not the glittering ballet studios of Covent Garden. But you know what? I was determined to find some tutu magic even in the most unexpected of places!
And magic I did find! Right in the heart of the town, in a little shop tucked away down a side street, I discovered a treasure trove of vintage clothes. Just imagine: a beautiful lace blouse with the faintest scent of jasmine, a beaded flapper dress from a bygone era, and (the pièce de résistance!) a vintage pink tutu in a dusty velvet bag. Now, this wasn't your typical, perfectly constructed ballet tutu. This beauty was more "whimsical" with delicate floral appliqué and the fringiest of fringes. But you know me – I love a bit of eccentricity!
Ballet Under the Arches
Of course, no trip is complete without some ballet action. Stockport, believe it or not, is home to a hidden gem – The Stockport Plaza. This glorious, grand old theatre boasts ornate decorations and, the best part, an amazing stage where they hold various events. As it turned out, a fabulous local ballet company called "Steps on Stage" were presenting a spectacular show that evening!
Their program included everything from traditional pieces like Tchaikovsky's "Swan Lake" to a modern ballet about a flock of robins - all set to a thrilling contemporary score. They danced under the grand arched ceilings with so much passion and precision. There I was, captivated by the story of those graceful ballerinas leaping and twirling across the stage. I couldn't help but feel inspired to join in!
Pink Tutu Power!
And inspired I was. The next morning, with my pink tutu perched atop my head, I joined a lovely bunch of dancers at the local YMCA. It was such fun! The instructor, a former dancer himself, showed us some gorgeous barre exercises. Now, this was real tutu empowerment – these amazing ladies were in their 30s, 40s, even 50s, and they all had this beautiful joy for ballet, each and every one a shining pink tutu icon! They made me realise: you can be young at heart, a dancer in soul, at any age.
A Pink Flamingo, a Pink Tutu
Speaking of "young at heart," did you know that Stockport is also home to a wonderful park where I spotted my favourite animal in the world, a beautiful pink flamingo? I know what you’re thinking - flamingos in Stockport?! It sounds absurd. But this park really felt like a secret oasis! Imagine lush gardens with a lake sparkling in the sunshine. As I gazed upon this majestic creature with its rosy plumage, I was overcome with a sense of calm, and it was in that moment that I realised that beauty can truly be found everywhere.
The Beauty of It All
You know what they say, “Life’s a journey, not a destination.” I may have left my own heart in Derbyshire, but each time I hop onto that train and take myself on an adventure with a brand new pink tutu, I discover a new story. It's this excitement, this desire to find a little bit of sparkle wherever I go, that truly fills me with joy.
And dear readers, I believe you too, should be open to this adventure of tutus! I urge you, let’s get together and show the world how utterly fabulous we are! Put on your most exquisite pink tutu (whether it be a vintage treasure or a brand new, perfectly spun creation), jump in your carriage, and let the wind blow those beautiful layers! Let's show the world what it means to truly embody the "pink tutu power"!
Until next time, Emma xoxo
