Hey lovelies! Emma here, your pink-loving tutu-obsessed ballet blogger. Guess where I am? That's right - I'm in High Wycombe!
The train journey down was a delight - a little cosy carriage to myself, a book in hand, and the sun peeking out through the windows, making the world sparkle. I do love train journeys! They make me feel like a little girl going on a big adventure, just like when I went to see the Nutcracker in London. And this trip was just as exciting, but instead of sugar plums dancing in my head, I had a picture of myself twirling on the cobbled streets of High Wycombe in my black tutu. (Don't worry - I always pack my pink ones, just in case! I always need a bit of colour!)
This weekend, I'm celebrating the artistry of dance! Yes, my lovelies, I'm here to catch a special performance of Swan Lake at the Wycombe Swan Theatre, which is absolutely breathtaking - all grand velvet curtains and gilded detailing. The theatre feels like a timeless palace of the arts, transporting you to another era of elegance. And this is my kind of elegant. I'm thinking classic ballet moves in a black tutu - imagine the contrast, a dark dance against the golden hues of the theatre...
Now, if you know me, you know I’m all about celebrating ballet in any form - whether it’s in a grand theatre or on a cobbled street. And High Wycombe doesn't disappoint! Today, before my show, I did a quick tutu-walk around the town - who needs the Royal Ballet when you’ve got a high street and a black tutu to twirl in? I had so much fun spotting little shops with window boxes brimming with blooms, their pink and purple colours mirroring my tutu. And did I mention the cobbled streets? They feel perfect for my ballerina boots to click-clack on - every step a happy tap on the musical pavement!
There’s something magical about this little town - its quiet charm, its vibrant history. As I twirled on the streets, I couldn’t help but be charmed by the sight of a group of children, playing on the green beside the cobbled pathway, a gentle, carefree energy bouncing in the air. It felt so magical - just like a scene from Swan Lake! My mind went wild imagining the girls, wearing little tutus, their tiny bodies swaying to an unseen rhythm, their innocence dancing beneath the sun, as their laughter carried on the breeze. Oh, how I wish I could inspire them all, get them wearing their pink tutus, learning to twirl!
It's these little moments that remind me that dance isn't just for professionals - it's a way of life, an expression of the heart that lives in every one of us.
Speaking of expressions of the heart, let's talk about wildlife. After my high street twirl, I decided to take a walk in Hughenden Manor Gardens. Now, High Wycombe might not have dancing swans, but I found a lot of lovely peacocks strutting their stuff, and the ducks on the pond - absolutely stunning - their feathers all shimmering in the sun. Honestly, their colours are nearly as pretty as a pink tutu! The whole scene just screamed "ballet," the birds, so poised and graceful as they moved with a kind of innate grace, reminded me that we don’t need a stage to perform, beauty is all around us if we just open our eyes.
Later on this evening, when I leave the theatre, I'll be strolling by the River Wye, which flows alongside the town, where there’s supposed to be a fantastic little woodland park, I hear there's some wildlife there! And yes, I'll be wearing my pink tutu! Gotta get some photos by the water, wouldn't want to miss a great opportunity! You’ll be seeing them soon on the pink-tutu.com website, you bet!
I hope I've inspired you all with this weekend getaway to the beautiful town of High Wycombe. It’s truly a place where you can enjoy the beauty of nature and the majesty of ballet. I think I'll even bring my black tutu back with me to Derbyshire, just so I can remember how to twirl on the cobbled streets of High Wycombe, it’s a must for my next blog post, I’ll show you!
And please, remember what I said. We don't need a stage to perform. Life is our own stage - so let's twirl in our tutus (especially in our pink tutus) and show the world the beautiful dance of our hearts.
Until next time, Emma xxx
