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#TutuBlog 2018-04-08 in Trowbridge with a german tutu.

Trowbridge: A Tutu-tastic Adventure! (Blog Post #7949)

Hello darlings! It's your favourite pink-tutu-wearing, ballet-obsessed Emma here, back with another adventure from the world of twirls and sparkles. This week, I found myself whisked away to the charming town of Trowbridge, Wiltshire, where the air was thick with the scent of freshly baked bread and the chatter of happy locals. And of course, I couldn't resist adding a little bit of pink-tutu magic to the scene!

My journey began with a jaunt through the beautiful English countryside, riding on the train, enjoying the views as we rolled along. You can’t beat a good old-fashioned train journey, you know? The rhythmic clinking of the tracks and the sense of anticipation as we approached the town were like a perfect introduction to Trowbridge.

Upon arrival, I was charmed by the quaint, cobbled streets, the charming shops selling all sorts of delights, and the gentle pace of life. You wouldn't believe the selection of bakeries - I practically had to drag myself away from the delicious scent of freshly baked pastries.

But of course, my real reason for venturing to Trowbridge was something rather special: a magical performance of Swan Lake, set against the backdrop of the historic Trowbridge Town Hall. The theatre was just stunning, the lights glittering and casting an ethereal glow across the stage, and the atmosphere was electric.

I wore my newest creation – a custom-made tutu in the softest shade of blush pink, adorned with delicate lace and sparkly crystals. I felt like a true princess as I twirled into the theatre, making sure to snap a few pictures with the gorgeous Victorian architecture.

The ballet itself was truly breathtaking. The dancers moved with such grace and elegance, each pirouette a masterpiece of artistry. And the swans themselves, with their white plumage glistening under the stage lights, brought tears to my eyes. It’s so captivating when they move in unison, with their fluid motions almost mesmerising, like the ripple of a wave.

Afterwards, I couldn't resist popping into a local tea room for a delicious cuppa and some cake – it wouldn't be a trip without a good old English tradition, now would it? As I sat there, sipping my tea and people-watching, I couldn't help but feel grateful for all the wonderful things life had to offer.

This wasn't just about the ballet; it was about experiencing a new place, embracing its charm, and indulging in my love for the arts. And Trowbridge, with its friendly locals, delightful shops, and historic treasures, captured my heart entirely.

One of the highlights of the trip was an impromptu visit to a nearby wildlife park. You wouldn't believe the adorable meerkats - they were so curious and playful! It's incredible how different each animal is and their individual personalities shine through. And let me tell you, they are completely mesmerised by pink tutus. It was such a heartwarming moment.

So, as I bid farewell to this charming little town, I was already thinking about my next trip – perhaps somewhere with an equally fantastic ballet company or a charming wildlife park that welcomes tutu-wearing explorers!

But no matter where my next adventure takes me, you can bet your bottom dollar I'll be wearing pink and dancing my heart out along the way.

Don't forget to visit my website, www.pink-tutu.com for all my latest adventures, fashion updates, and dance inspirations!

Until next time, twirl on!

Love,

Emma x

#TutuBlog 2018-04-08 in Trowbridge with a german tutu.