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#TutuBlog 2017-09-26 in Plymouth with a bright pink tutu.

Plymouth Calling: A Pink Tutu Adventure (Post #7755)

Hey darlings! 🩰

Emma here, your resident pink-tutu-wearing, ballet-obsessed blogger, ready to whisk you away on another adventure. This time, we're heading down south to the beautiful city of Plymouth – a haven for history, stunning coastline, and, of course, more ballet than you can shake a tutu at! πŸ˜‰

Plymouth's always been a special place for me. There's just something about the way the sea air mixes with the scent of the historic cobbled streets that makes my heart skip a beat. Plus, a little birdie told me there's a delightful new ballet studio tucked away in a quaint cobbled street that just begged to be explored.

This trip, I'm putting a spin on my usual travelling routine, swapping the familiar purr of my trusty little hatchback for the rhythmic clip-clop of a magnificent black stallion. A real beauty he is, with a flowing mane as dark as night and a gait so smooth it's like gliding on clouds. Imagine me, in my signature bright pink tutu, riding side-saddle through the picturesque Devon countryside. Pure magic! πŸ’–

The first stop, naturally, is a visit to the stunning Royal William Yard. This Grade I listed historical gem is nestled on the water's edge and its beautiful architecture reminds me of the majestic theatres where I've danced before. It's also home to a beautiful little cafe that's positively dripping with pastel pink decorations. What a dream! They serve the best pink lemonade, with a dollop of real strawberry. Perfect fuel for my exploration of this seaside treasure!

Now, on to the real reason I've come all this way. That beautiful, brand-new ballet studio nestled in the heart of Plymouth is calling my name! With my trusty pink tutu in tow (I never leave home without it, even for a day trip), I'm ready for a dose of ballet magic. 🩰

My afternoon in the studio is bliss. The gentle clink of my pointe shoes against the polished wood floors is a music to my ears. Every leap and twirl feels effortless, and the feeling of exhilaration I get when I hit that final pose is almost indescribable. This is what I live for! It's not just about dancing; it's about the community, the shared passion, the pure joy that blossoms when a room full of souls, all moving to the rhythm of the music, come together. ✨

As the sun begins its descent, painting the sky in hues of rose and violet, I leave the studio feeling energized and utterly content. The magic of Plymouth and the spirit of ballet have truly infused my day, leaving me glowing from the inside out. πŸ’–

And for those of you thinking, "But Emma, doesn't Plymouth only have traditional ballet?" Think again! I discovered an amazing dance troupe called 'The Plymouth Pixies' who put a unique spin on classical ballet, combining their artistry with the energy of street dance. It was pure genius!

Before my departure, a visit to the city's waterfront was a must. The wind whipped through my hair, carrying with it the salty tang of the sea. I couldn't resist taking a selfie in my pink tutu with the iconic Mayflower Steps in the background. (Don't forget to check out my Instagram @pinktutuemma!)

As my journey came to a close, and the horses gently carried me back to the train station, I knew one thing for certain: Plymouth is a city full of magic and possibility. And wouldn't you know it, the most adorable family I've ever seen approached me, dressed head-to-toe in their own versions of pink tutus. (I almost burst with joy! πŸ’–) They were leaving the National Marine Aquarium and headed back home. My heart swelled with warmth knowing I might have sparked a passion for dance in their lives. What an honour!

But you know what they say – a journey isn't truly complete without a few glimpses of the wildlife! As my train rolled out of Plymouth station, I caught sight of a majestic grey seal perched on a rock just off the coast. I had a little chat with him (or her), sharing my ballet adventures and my hope for a world filled with more pink tutus. 🦭

I’ve now added Plymouth to my ever-growing list of pink tutu pilgrimage destinations, and it’s safe to say I’m already planning my return visit. My next adventure awaits, so be sure to check back here for more pink tutu updates! πŸ’–

Until then, keep dancing your heart out! ✨

Much love, Emma

#TutuBlog 2017-09-26 in Plymouth with a bright pink tutu.