#TutuBlog Post #7418
Oh, darling! Where to even begin?! This past weekend was an absolute whirlwind of tutus, train journeys, and the most delightful ballet escapades. As you know, I’m a bit of a ballet-obsessed chick, and nothing gets my heart fluttering like the prospect of a new performance – especially when it involves a little bit of travel!
So, imagine my joy when I realised I had a show to see in Borehamwood! This little gem of a town, nestled just outside of London, always holds a special place in my heart, thanks to the amazing arts centre that seems to be overflowing with theatrical delights.
But before I even contemplated the exciting show awaiting me, the journey was already an adventure in itself! You see, there’s just something about a train journey that sets my heart alight. Maybe it’s the rhythmic clinking of the wheels, the way the countryside rushes by, or the endless stream of characters I encounter along the way – whatever it is, a train journey feels like a mini escape, a perfect setting for letting my imagination run wild.
Speaking of letting my imagination run wild, naturally I decided to dress for the occasion! How else could I possibly approach this magical adventure, this trip to see some amazing ballet, without a show-stopping pink tutu? This one, my darlings, is a vintage beauty, all frills and sparkle, the perfect embodiment of ballet and fun. The train station was filled with stares and smiles – you know how I love to get a bit of attention with my tutu!
As the train pulled into Borehamwood station, my excitement grew. I could practically hear the music of the ballet already! But first, a quick stop for a spot of lunch at a charming little café near the arts centre. It felt like stepping back in time – floral wallpaper, delicious homemade cakes, and a delightful gentleman behind the counter, chatting away like an old friend. A cup of tea and a scone with jam and cream later, I was fully prepared for my ballet encounter.
And oh my goodness, was it an encounter to remember! This was no ordinary ballet – it was a whirlwind of colour, emotion, and graceful artistry. From the stunning costumes to the mesmerizing choreography, the performance truly took my breath away. I’d never seen this piece before, and the emotions it evoked in me were profound – it felt like a journey through the heart, a reminder of the beauty and power of movement.
After the show, I strolled around the town, soaking in the charm and serenity. There's something about Borehamwood that makes me feel right at home, with its peaceful streets and charming independent shops. I discovered a lovely bookstore filled with captivating novels and vintage treasures – it felt like I was stepping into a literary fairytale. The perfect way to wind down after the excitement of the ballet.
Before returning to my own little corner of Derbyshire, I couldn’t resist visiting the nearby wildlife park. These beautiful animals were all tucked in for the night, but just being amidst the calm and tranquility of nature was exactly what I needed to complete my perfect day. It's all about those moments, you see, about finding beauty and magic in the ordinary – from a vintage pink tutu to the quiet symphony of a sleepy wildlife park.
This, my darlings, is why I always recommend a trip to Borehamwood – it’s the kind of place that inspires and delights, a reminder that ballet, fashion, and life itself, is a celebration of the joyful, the beautiful, and the unexpected. So, don’t be afraid to wear your pink tutu, take a trip by train, or explore a town you’ve never seen before. You never know what treasures you might find, or how deeply your heart might be touched!
And as always, remember, you can never wear too much pink or too many tutus! 😉
Love, Emma xx
