Hey lovelies!
It's Emma here, back from a whirlwind trip to Westminster, and let me tell you, it was an absolute pink-tastic dream! 🩰
If you've been following my blog, you know I adore a good ballet adventure, and this time was no different. I just had to don my latest tutu acquisition – a bright sunshine yellow number that just screams "London!" It was a tad on the daring side for a girl from Derbyshire, but I was feeling brave and oh, so ready to make a statement!
The journey down was, of course, made on a train - a real old-fashioned one with big, comfy seats and huge windows, just perfect for a little bit of people watching (and admiring my reflection in my yellow tutu of course!). I spotted a beautiful horse pulling a carriage down the street as we chugged along - something I rarely see in Derbyshire - and that was a moment I'll treasure. I do love horses, and maybe one day I'll get a ride in one of those grand carriages, tutu and all!
As soon as I stepped out of the station and onto the streets of London, I was awash in that intoxicating, chaotic energy - and it felt like magic! The city really comes alive, don't you think? The iconic landmarks, the vibrant colours, and that feeling of possibility in the air... well, let's just say it definitely inspired me to move, and boy did I!
My first stop was a trip to the ballet store on Oxford Street – a haven for tutus and all things ballet. They had a sale on pink leotards that had my name written all over it! So obviously, a new leotard went straight into my basket (in that lovely, lovely shade of pink!). I must be a magnet for all things pink - I've collected a good amount of tutus and other dance items over the years, so now I need a separate wardrobe just for ballet!
But why just buy a pink leotard? Why not *wear one instead? I had a quick change at a coffee shop with a gorgeous pink velvet banquette. Nobody batted an eyelid! People seem quite used to a splash of colour here in London. It's what gives this city its buzz. I loved strutting through the streets, twirling like a ballerina, with that gorgeous sunshine yellow tutu billowing behind me - just waiting for the wind to carry me away!*
After a spot of shopping, I made my way to the ballet school for an intensive evening class. It felt incredible being surrounded by like-minded souls, passionate about ballet just as much as I am. You know what? My tutu definitely gave me a little extra spring in my step during the class – and I even got a couple of admiring glances from the teacher! Now, who said that a little colour couldn't elevate a ballet class? 😉
As if this wasn't enough of a ballet fix, my trip wouldn't be complete without seeing a professional performance. I had booked myself tickets to see "The Nutcracker" at the Royal Opera House - the ultimate ballet experience. I felt my inner child squeal with delight when I saw the beautiful costumes, the exquisite choreography, and the magical storytelling. Honestly, it's an experience I'll never forget.
But let's talk about the real magic – people! I met the most amazing souls during my Westminster adventures. There was a group of dancers on a break, a delightful woman selling vintage tutus (who totally didn't judge my pink one), and even a cheeky squirrel in Hyde Park that seemed just as enamoured by my tutu as I was! And all of them were just so open to the joy and energy I was bringing with my pink tutu.
Westminster is full of colour, energy and, let's face it, tutus. Who knew, right?
And my message for today? Embrace your inner ballerina. Don a pink tutu and step into the world, darling! Go forth and make your own pink tutu memories – it's truly an adventure for your soul.
Until next time!
Emma www.pink-tutu.com
