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#TutuBlog 2018-04-21 in Bicester with a random tutu.

Bicester Bound in a Bubblegum Tutu: TutuBlog Post #7962

Hello, darlings!

It's Emma here, your friendly neighbourhood tutu-wearing, ballet-loving, pink-obsessed blogger, and guess what? Today's all about a whimsical trip to Bicester, the perfect blend of English countryside charm and sophisticated shopping. But before we dive into the delightful details, let me tell you about my outfit. I know you all love a good tutu reveal!

This time, I opted for a bright bubblegum pink tutu. Picture the sweetest shade of pink you can imagine, then amplify it by a thousand - that's this tutu. It's airy and light, perfect for twirling amongst the fields and charming lanes of Bicester. I paired it with a delicate white blouse, its lace trim adding a touch of Victorian elegance, and a cute little cardigan in a matching pink hue.

Let's be honest, you just can't wear a pink tutu without a pair of fabulous heels, so I went for a pair of sparkly pink ballet pumps that sparkled with every step. It was a symphony of pink, my dear friends, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Journey to Bicester: Horse and Rail, a Delightful Duet

Now, let me tell you about the journey. Ever the romantic, I opted for a mix of transportation. First, I took a charming carriage ride across the rolling Derbyshire hills. There's something truly magical about the sound of hooves on cobblestone and the wind in your hair. I even saw a few dear deer, their eyes wide with curiosity, peeping out from the foliage!

Then, the adventure continued with a lovely train ride to Bicester. You can't beat the comfort of a compartment with the sun streaming through the windows, watching the English countryside fly by. And speaking of comfort, let me tell you, those ballet pumps were made for train travel. They made it easy to jump on and off the carriages, twirling gracefully along the platforms, of course.

Bicester Blooms with Ballet Beauty

Once in Bicester, I discovered a charming ballet school tucked away in a quaint Victorian building. This wasn't just any old school, mind you; this was a haven for graceful swans and elegant princes. I felt like I was stepping into a ballet storybook. I even saw some sweet children practicing their leaps and turns in the front windows, their youthful joy infectious. I can't help but smile at the thought of such little ballerinas getting their toes warm in ballet shoes.

Bicester's Enchanted Charm: Shopping, Sipping, and Sweet Treats

But a trip to Bicester wouldn't be complete without indulging in a little retail therapy, and let's be honest, I adore the charming shops nestled within this historic town. The cobblestone streets lead you past boutique shops brimming with beautiful clothes, shoes, and accessories, a real dream for a ballet lover and fashion enthusiast like me.

For me, Bicester is a feast for the eyes. Its quaint streets are lined with gorgeous shop fronts, from vintage bookshops to charming tea rooms. My heart belongs to the antique shops, their windows overflowing with delicate porcelain dolls, antique trinkets, and oh-so-chic vintage jewellery. There's something about the history embedded in these objects that simply resonates with me.

Of course, I couldn't resist stopping for a delightful afternoon tea at the quaintest little café, enjoying a delicate pot of Earl Grey and the most delectable scones, generously topped with jam and clotted cream.

From Ballet to Buttercups, Beauty Everywhere

While strolling through the picturesque Bicester, I was enchanted by its abundance of vibrant spring flowers. Fields bursting with golden buttercups, swathes of vivid purple violets, and the gentle bloom of cherry blossoms dotting the horizon created a canvas of pure beauty. It was the perfect backdrop for my bubblegum tutu. Every step was a picture-perfect moment, as if I had stepped out of a charming fairytale.

Dancing for Everyone: Sharing My Love for Ballet

My heart truly soared when I noticed a little group of young boys trying to mimic the moves they had seen on a passing ballet performance, their clumsy but spirited attempts melting my heart. You know what, dear friends, that’s why I’m dedicated to spreading the love of ballet! Ballet isn't just for girls in tutus; it's a language that transcends all ages and backgrounds. It’s about strength, grace, and above all, pure joy.

Even when I was strolling through the quaint lanes of Bicester, enjoying a picnic of fresh-baked bread and berries, I couldn't help but bust out a few elegant poses. It just happens to be a natural reflex for a ballet dancer! And I couldn't help but encourage the little boy attempting a 'grand jeté' in his garden with his friends to keep on twirling, and dreaming.

The Pink Tutu Continues its Travels

You see, friends, my life is about sharing this magical journey, one pink tutu and ballet step at a time. It's about embracing joy, twirling with abandon, and sharing a love of all things beautiful.

So until next time, I leave you with a question: what makes you happy? Tell me about it in the comments below. And remember, you never know where your own pink tutu adventures will take you!

Stay sparkly, stay fabulous, and never forget to twirl!

Yours truly,

Emma

P.S. Don't forget to follow me on my daily adventures on Instagram @PinkTutuEmma!

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#TutuBlog 2018-04-21 in Bicester with a random tutu.