Hello my lovelies! 🩰 It's Emma here, coming to you live from Newtownards, Northern Ireland! As always, I'm absolutely buzzing to be back on the road, exploring new places and, of course, spreading the pink tutu gospel.
Today, I felt the need for a splash of colour, a bit of a rebellion against the usual pale pink I usually rock. So I grabbed my vibrant red tutu and a pair of sassy cherry-red ballet shoes - and off I went! This place is a hidden gem, steeped in history, with a bustling little town centre and a glorious coastline that would make a mermaid weep with joy!
Getting There - The Great Horseback Adventure
This time, I didn't go by train (though, I must confess, there is a certain allure to travelling by train...especially in a fluffy pink tutu!). Instead, I had a rather remarkable adventure. I found this incredible horse-riding centre on the edge of Derbyshire - the kind of place where you can almost smell the wild, rolling hills and hear the whisper of the wind in the trees.
I booked a horse and, wouldn't you know it, my ride was the most magnificent chestnut you've ever seen! His name was Rufus, and he was as gentle as a lamb - the perfect steed for a ballerina on a mission. We trotted along country lanes, the wind in my hair, the sun on my face - a glorious escape into the natural world. It was truly magical, almost as magical as dancing barefoot on a moonlit stage.
Newtownards - The Enchanting History of the Town
After that truly breathtaking journey, I arrived in Newtownards and was instantly captivated by its charm. Imagine a blend of vibrant shops, independent cafes, charming cobbled streets, and historical landmarks like the magnificent 18th-century town hall. It was a feast for the senses, each corner brimming with personality and character.
I spent the afternoon strolling through the streets, enjoying the buzz of life. The smell of freshly baked bread, the laughter of children playing in the park, the vibrant conversations - I simply adored it. You know I can't go anywhere without snapping some photos - and Newtownards gave me so much inspiration! From my majestic horse and I against the stunning backdrop of the coastline to my red tutu twirling in front of the impressive town hall.
Newtownards - The Jewel by the Sea
Oh, my darlings, this place is not called 'Newtownards' for nothing! It boasts one of the most stunning coastlines I have ever seen! Imagine a dramatic seafront, dramatic cliffs that seemed to rise to the sky, a smattering of adorable seaside cafes, and an ever-changing spectacle of sea, sky and wind. I practically cried tears of joy at its beauty.
I spent the evening dancing on the pebbly beach. The red tutu swirled in the sea breeze, the waves crashed at my feet, the setting sun painted the sky with hues of gold and pink. I almost felt as though I could dance straight into the sunset and float away on a magical wave.
Tutus and Tourism
You might be wondering what my fellow travellers thought of the red tutu, especially on a bustling market day. Let me tell you, my darlings, it was absolutely delightful!
Some gasped in admiration, some chuckled and winked, some simply stopped and asked for photos! One elderly lady told me, 'Your tutu makes me feel young again, like I can twirl through the streets with abandon.' And that, my darlings, is precisely why I wear a tutu everywhere I go. To remind everyone of the child within, the power of self-expression, and the freedom of dance.
It's funny, though, sometimes I feel like the whole world is a stage. The bus driver becomes an audience member, the shopkeeper a fellow performer, and the everyday hustle and bustle becomes a captivating performance.
Newtownards - The Secret Ballet
As night fell, I found myself at the quaint, historic theatre. This little theatre had been a cultural gem of the town for decades, radiating an enchanting energy. I decided to be a bit mischievous (as you know, a ballerina can never be completely predictable) - I grabbed a random member of the audience and gave him a mini private ballet lesson! It was a joy watching him grasp the fundamental movements - his expression morphing from surprise to amusement to sheer delight!
This, my darlings, is precisely what I love most about my little life as a pink tutu ambassador. The chance encounters, the spontaneous moments, the ripple effects. It's like creating a tiny little ripple that gradually transforms into a magnificent wave of inspiration and happiness.
A Dream of Pink Tutus and Twirling Hearts
The sun has begun its descent, and my adventures in Newtownards are coming to a close. As I reflect on my day, a profound sense of joy fills my heart. This is why I dance, why I twirl, why I spread the pink tutu gospel! It's a reminder to cherish the little things, to be unapologetically joyful, and to see the beauty in every moment.
Now, I ask you all, do you see it too? Can you imagine a world where everyone dances, where everyone feels the joy of a graceful twirl? Can you see the smiles of children dressed in pink tutus, their hearts light with freedom and self-expression? I dream of this world.
Until next time, my loves! Don't forget to embrace your inner ballerina and live a life full of joy and laughter!
See you tomorrow,
Emma ❤️
