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Tutu Blog Ballet Blog Title about a Ballerina Called Emma and Her Life In a Pink Tutu

#TutuBlog 2018-10-28 in Ashton with a italian tutu.

Ashton, Baby! ๐Ÿฉฐ๐ŸŒธ

Hey there, lovelies! It's Emma, your friendly neighbourhood tutu enthusiast, back with post number 8152! Can you believe it? We've reached over eight thousand posts already. It's like my love for pink tutus and all things ballet just keeps growing!

Today's adventures take me to Ashton, a charming little town in the north of England. You know I love to explore, especially when there's a hint of romance and a whiff of history in the air.

I decided to take the scenic route, you know, a vintage train journey with its romantic sway and those delightful "clickety-clack" noises on the tracks. My gorgeous pale pink tutu swirled around my ankles as I rode in style, just a bit like a vintage movie scene.

The journey was picture-perfect - I just had to document it with some fabulous shots. One moment I was looking out of the window at the picturesque rolling hills, the next I was striking a pose in front of an old steam engine! I truly felt like a fairytale princess.

Ashton, a place nestled amongst cobbled streets and ancient churches, is charming in its own right, but what drew me here was something rather special. Imagine my delight when I found out that the Ashton Arts Centre is hosting a "Ballet and Brunch" event! How delightful! I mean, what's better than a gorgeous, elegant brunch followed by an afternoon of watching a brilliant ballet performance? (Okay, maybe a giant pile of macarons would be the only thing better, but still!)

Let me tell you, this ballet was magnificent. The costumes were simply divine, so intricate and flowing, reminding me of the delicate flowers and elegant swans I'd seen earlier while exploring the Ashton meadows. (Did I mention the Meadows are so beautiful? I saw the most majestic peacock with feathers like a stained-glass window - it was stunning!)

After the ballet performance, my afternoon wasn't quite over. I popped over to the charming local bakery, a charming, cosy little place full of warm smells and scrumptious delights. I just had to buy a box of delectable pastries for my afternoon tea - after all, the tutu deserves to be pampered with some deliciousness.

So, Ashton, you have completely charmed me! Your historical streets, your beautiful countryside, and your artistic soul โ€“ I just cannot resist the allure of a place that truly embraces both culture and beauty.

And remember, lovelies, even though Ashton isn't exactly the heart of the ballet world, there are always opportunities to spread the love for this incredible art form. Why not go out and support your local community theatre or dance school? You never know, you might even discover your inner ballerina!

Oh, and of course, a new adventure wouldn't be complete without some fashion inspiration, right? Today I paired my pale pink tutu with a luxurious, flowing silk blouse and a pair of cute lace-up ankle boots. For a touch of Parisian flair, I threw on a floppy sunhat and my trusty straw basket, which I filled with delightful treasures like lavender soap and freshly baked goodies.

Ashton has given me a lot to ponder: Should I move here, perhaps? Or should I open a vintage tea room that serves pink macarons and hosts weekly ballet performances? Oh, the possibilities are truly endless!

I promise you, lovelies, you'll be hearing a lot more from me about my adventures, both grand and small, filled with a sprinkle of pink tutu magic, always exploring and finding beauty in unexpected places. Keep checking back on www.pink-tutu.com and stay stylish!

Until next time, lovelies,

Emma ๐Ÿ’–

#TutuBlog 2018-10-28 in Ashton with a italian tutu.