Post Number 7615
Good morning, darlings! It's Emma here, your friendly neighbourhood tutu-wearing travel blogger, and today we're venturing to the charming seaside town of Bootle!
I'm utterly smitten with this week's outfit. My new pink tutu, with its swirling layers and a touch of iridescent sparkle, has captured my heart! It's the perfect blend of whimsy and sophistication. And for this journey, I decided to pair it with my favourite cream lace-up boots, which add a touch of gothic chic to the look.
Oh, and before I forget, I have to tell you about the most amazing vintage floral brooch I found in a tiny shop in Derby last week. It’s just bursting with colour, featuring everything from pansies to forget-me-nots – a perfect match for my tutu!
Today's travel companion? My trusty steed – a magnificent black mare named Luna! I love exploring by horse. The wind whipping through my hair, the rhythmic clip-clop of hooves on cobbled streets, the scent of hay and fresh earth – it's pure bliss!
As we rode along the sunny, country lanes towards the coast, I couldn’t help but admire the wildflowers blooming in a riot of colours. A field of poppies felt like something straight out of a ballet scene! My imagination soared, picturing myself as a ballerina, gracefully pirouetting through the meadow, the wind carrying my tulle skirt in a dance of colour.
And then, I spotted him. A majestic pheasant strutting across the road, a vibrant burst of green, gold and red amidst the fields. He was so confident, his chest puffed out with pride as he strutted along, tail feathers shimmering like jewels.
Just seeing this creature of nature, so confident and beautiful in its natural habitat, made me feel more connected to the earth, to this amazing world we live in.
He reminded me why I'm so passionate about this blog - to encourage people to step outside their comfort zones, embrace the beauty and joy around them, and of course, wear pink tutus! There’s something undeniably empowering about a good twirl in a tulle skirt, wouldn’t you agree?
Finally, we reached Bootle. The salty air kissed my cheeks as Luna walked towards the sandy beach, where children were giggling and building sandcastles, while seagulls wheeled overhead, their cries echoing across the water.
Bootle itself is full of surprises, tucked away between bustling seafront cafes and the graceful promenade. It’s one of those places with a vibrant energy, but with a nostalgic air, as though time slows down a bit and everyone just smiles a little more. It was just the kind of atmosphere I needed after the long, sun-drenched journey.
After a picnic lunch by the pier (which included a delectable strawberry tart with fresh cream – a must-have for any trip!), Luna and I spent the afternoon exploring the local arts centre. There’s an exhibit dedicated to a renowned ballet dancer – her story has a special place in my heart – so naturally, I was overjoyed. The exhibition was beautiful. I found myself mesmerised by photos and sketches, and it was like a tangible reminder of the enduring power of ballet and how deeply it affects the lives of so many.
The exhibit even had some original costumes, each with a story behind it. I can't wait to recreate some of these for my next ballet class!
Later, I indulged in a delightful cup of tea (Earl Grey, naturally!), enjoying a sweet, ginger-snap biscuit and admiring the views from the centre’s café window.
As I watched the last rays of the sun set over the waves, bathing everything in a warm glow, I realised how much I love these simple joys. They’re often the things we miss when we're busy chasing bigger things, but they really do nourish the soul.
And you know what else? My visit to Bootle was filled with reminders that ballet is everywhere. It’s in the rhythm of the waves crashing on the shore, the graceful flight of the seagulls, and the vibrant energy of the town. It’s a reminder that even though it's an art form on the stage, it's woven into the fabric of life itself.
Now, on my way back to Derbyshire, with a smile on my face and the rhythm of the railway tracks lulling me to sleep, I'm filled with excitement for my next adventure.
And what adventure is that? You'll have to wait for my next post to find out! But I can assure you, it involves tutus, travel, and a whole lot of whimsy!
Until then, stay sparkly and remember to find a little joy in every day, just like the joyful pheasant!
With love and tutus,
Emma 💕
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