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Hello, my darling tutu-lovers! It's Emma here, fresh from a whirlwind trip to the charming town of Bishops Stortford, a mere hop, skip and a jump from my beloved Derbyshire.
The air was crisp, the sky a breathtaking azure, and me? I was decked out in my signature pink tutu. (Let's be honest, my entire wardrobe is a sea of pink!) I just love the way it twirls and flutters, even in the slightest breeze, making every movement a tiny ballet in itself!
This time, I opted for a playful twist – a gymnastic tutu! Now, this little beauty is more than just a pretty face. It's a beacon of freedom, allowing me to pirouette with abandon, cartwheel across cobbled streets, and perform the perfect splits without a care in the world.
Bishops Stortford is one of those towns that seems to radiate a quiet charm. Picturesque buildings line the streets, cafes overflow with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee, and laughter bubbles from the local pub, The Bull Inn, like a bubbly concoction of joy. I must admit, I felt a twinge of temptation for a pint of local cider, but alas, my ballerina physique wouldn't permit it. (Don't worry, I did indulge in a generous slice of homemade cake instead – all in the name of research, you see!)
Speaking of indulging, what better way to soak up the charm of a new town than with a horse-drawn carriage ride! Yes, you read that right. I found myself nestled amongst velvet cushions, feeling like a true fairytale princess as we trotted through the cobblestone lanes, our hooves clip-clopping a merry rhythm.
One can't mention Bishops Stortford without a mention of the glorious Harlow Carr Gardens. This breathtaking expanse of nature is a true feast for the eyes, showcasing a kaleidoscope of vibrant flowers, lush greenery, and even a quaint woodland trail. My camera snapped furiously, capturing every fleeting moment of beauty – perfect for my Instagram feed, of course!
Now, I'd be remiss not to mention the true highlight of my journey - a visit to the Stortford Ballet School! It's a veritable haven for aspiring dancers, a nurturing environment filled with grace and passion. The moment I walked in, the air thrummed with energy and excitement. I met some incredibly talented young dancers who beamed with pure joy as they shared their passion. The atmosphere was infectious, reminding me why I fell in love with ballet in the first place.
There's something about ballet that just makes me feel so alive! It's more than just steps and postures; it's a language of the soul, a journey of self-expression. Every twirl, every leap, every graceful pose speaks volumes, evoking a myriad of emotions - joy, sadness, wonder, even anger. It's a timeless art form, woven into the fabric of history, that continues to captivate and inspire generations.
My time in Bishops Stortford left me feeling deeply inspired. Not just by the beauty of the town, but by the beauty within. A reminder that life is meant to be celebrated, to be danced and embraced, with a twirl, a pirouette, and maybe even a pink tutu!
I challenge you all to do something unexpected today, something that makes your heart sing. Perhaps it's a dance class, a visit to a new place, or maybe just a chance to share your passions with the world. No matter what, make it yours, make it colourful, make it a celebration!
And as always, keep twirling!
Lots of love,
Emma.
xxx
P.S. Don't forget to check out my latest Instagram story! I'll be posting my top 3 tips for travelling by horse-drawn carriage! Just search @pink_tutu!
