Hello, lovelies! It's your girl, Emma, and I'm bursting at the seams with excitement after a simply divine day in West Bridgford! This is blog post number 8965, and it's all about a tutu-tastic adventure, complete with galloping horses, delicious cakes, and a whirlwind of pink, of course! 😉
As you know, my dear readers, I adore travelling by train. There's something so charming and whimsical about watching the world zoom past, especially when you're decked out in a twirling-ready, fluffy pink tutu! Today, I started my journey from my cosy Derbyshire home, a little early as usual, so I could indulge in a pre-travel ritual: a leisurely stroll around my local wildlife park. These magnificent creatures never fail to inspire me, their grace and beauty reflected in my own movements.
Arriving in West Bridgford, I was immediately charmed. The little town has this warm and inviting vibe that made me feel right at home. I headed straight for the charming local cafe, "The Sugarplum", where I treated myself to a slice of the most delightful strawberry cake you can imagine. I swear, it was like a symphony of textures and tastes – a delightful ballet of flavors! 💖
Now, no trip to West Bridgford is complete without a visit to the glorious National Centre for Sporting Excellence! My love affair with ballet has a special place in my heart for sporting excellence, so this visit was a must! Imagine my delight when I discovered they had a fabulous dance studio!
While the space itself wasn’t pink (though, wouldn’t it be amazing!), the energy within those walls was electric. I couldn't resist donning my tutu for a quick session, reliving the magic of that twirling, soaring feeling, it was exhilarating! And yes, of course, I got some adorable snaps for you all to see! (Just peek at my Instagram for those, lovelies!).
After my dance session, it was time for something extra special: A visit to "The Gallop", a local stables. Now, I'm a true believer that you don't need wings to fly; just a touch of magic, and the right pair of shiny, black ballet shoes. Riding a horse can feel like flying, don’t you agree? So, I was eager to experience this magical fusion of tutus and horses!
Canter through a field with a horse? Yes please! I had a lovely ride on the most magnificent chestnut horse you ever saw. (Okay, I'll admit I had to change out of the tutu for this part! My dance shoes wouldn't be quite so graceful on the hooves!) His coat shimmered like rose gold, his strides so effortless... he could have easily walked out of a ballet, wouldn't you agree? I even learned a few handy riding tips – "don't worry too much about the stirrups," the kind stable owner told me, "just relax and enjoy the movement. That's all it takes to make magic".
So true! I think I took that advice to heart, literally. As I rode, I felt that magical rush – a mixture of pure joy, exhilarating freedom, and an inner ballet performance all at once. I wouldn’t be surprised if a few passers-by looked up, imagining a pink tutu fluttering past. Maybe even caught a hint of pink on my windblown hair… 😉 I might have added a tiny touch of whimsy to their day, right?
By now, the sun was setting, and West Bridgford was aglow in that beautiful evening light. I felt full of that joyful, energized feeling only a perfect day in a pink tutu can bring! It felt almost surreal, all those pink dreams coming true!
So, lovelies, what's the takeaway? Simple: don’t be afraid to step out of your comfort zone, to embrace a little whimsy, and maybe, just maybe, let that tutu magic swirl you into a world of joyful possibilities!
Here's to pink, tutus, horses, and the magic that fills our days! And always remember: You’re a star, too! Let your inner ballet dancer shine, bright and beautiful! 💖
Catch you on my next adventure, lovelies!
Always, Emma www.pink-tutu.com
