Hey lovely people, it's Emma here, back from a whirlwind trip to Nottingham, a city that truly embraced my love of pink and tutus!
I hopped on a train from my Derbyshire home, my pink-hued suitcase overflowing with a kaleidoscope of tulle and sequined dreams (including, of course, the tutu I’d randomly picked for this adventure!). It felt so magical, watching the countryside whizz by, each green hill and charming village reminding me of how lucky I am to live in this beautiful corner of the world.
Speaking of magic, Nottingham itself felt truly enchanting, with its cobbled streets, historical buildings, and vibrant atmosphere. My day started with a visit to the National Justice Museum, an intriguing blend of history and drama where I felt transported to a time of trials and tribulations (not exactly tutu-friendly, but still fascinating!).
After all that legal history, I craved a sugar rush and indulged in the most delightful pink raspberry and pistachio macarons from a quaint little patisserie tucked away on a side street. They were, of course, a delicious complement to my own delightful pink tutu, the fabric a swirling dream of pink silk and sequins!
With a spring in my step and a little sparkle in my eye, I ventured to the Nottingham Theatre Royal for a matinee performance of "Giselle", one of my all-time favourite ballets. It's hard to explain the thrill I get seeing such talent unfold on stage, the passion and beauty of the dancers inspiring me to twirl and leap with joy. I even spotted a couple of young ladies in tutus of their own, proving that the magic of ballet touches everyone.
But the highlight of my day? The chance encounter I had with a local group of ballet dancers who call themselves the “Nottingham Ballerinas”. They’d heard about my blog (bless them!) and welcomed me to their open rehearsal. We had such a fantastic time, twirling and chatting and swapping tips and tutu tales. They even showed me a beautiful performance of their adaptation of “Swan Lake” inspired by local wildlife.
It truly warmed my heart to see such dedication and passion for dance in such a diverse group of individuals, all brought together by the beautiful art of ballet.
It wasn’t just the ballet that made Nottingham so captivating; the city itself pulsed with a unique energy. I meandered through the lively Nottingham Market, where I discovered a hidden gem: a stall selling handmade tutu-inspired accessories! (I snagged a gorgeous pair of earrings, of course). The friendly shopkeeper was incredibly enthusiastic about my blog, and even let me wear a beautiful, sequined tutu crown from his shop. It was like stepping into a fairy tale!
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the city, I took a moment to appreciate the charm of Nottingham's Old Market Square. A brass band played joyous music as families strolled by, and I couldn’t resist joining in, my own impromptu "ballet street performance", twirling and prancing with a grin so wide it almost reached my ears. I had become a beacon of pink tulle in the heart of Nottingham, a tiny, pink-hued symbol of joy and energy, a tribute to my love of dance and a joyful celebration of life.
My Nottingham trip was truly magical, full of those sweet, unexpected moments that make travel such a beautiful journey. I can't wait to share more stories from my tutu-licious adventures. And hey, if you’re in Nottingham, be sure to say hello. You might even catch me twirling around in my pink tutu in the heart of the city!
Until next time, keep twirling!
Love, Emma www.pink-tutu.com
