Post #9680
Hello darlings! It’s your girl, Emma, signing in from the heart of Shakespeare country - Stratford-upon-Avon!
Now, you all know I’m a bit obsessed with tutus. They’re the epitome of grace and elegance, and let’s be honest, they just make you feel like a ballerina, even if you’re just twirling around in your living room. But, I’ve gotta confess, my usual pink repertoire wasn’t quite the right colour for this trip. I mean, who wants to be a pink flamingo in a field of daffodils? Not me!
So, I opted for a dazzling emerald green tutu – think delicate layers of tulle shimmering under the crisp winter sun, a statement piece that perfectly complemented the picturesque surroundings. Trust me, the locals were gobsmacked!
And speaking of stunning scenery, Stratford-upon-Avon is a real dream come true. I absolutely love its history, its charming streets and quaint shops, but of course, it’s the theatre that takes centre stage (pun intended).
Before I even stepped into the Royal Shakespeare Company theatre, I was completely captivated by the grandeur of the building itself. It’s a masterpiece of architectural elegance, bathed in history and intrigue. You can practically feel the whispers of Shakespeare himself on the breeze.
As I entered the theatre, the excitement built, a feeling familiar to anyone who’s experienced the magic of live performance. The buzz in the air, the anticipatory murmur of the crowd, the orchestra tuning – it all creates an irresistible pull towards the magic that’s about to unfold.
And the show? Breathtaking! The dancers, a symphony of talent and grace, moved with a precision that was both captivating and inspiring. They danced with such passion, their bodies telling stories that moved me to tears. It was a masterclass in artistry and dedication, and it left me yearning for the chance to pirouette with them, a green tutu swirling around my ankles, bathed in the warmth of the stage lights.
But it wasn’t all about the high drama and graceful artistry, you know. This little adventurer found herself exploring Stratford-upon-Avon's natural side too. The swans gliding on the Avon River, their white plumage a stark contrast to the green of the banks, the graceful deer bounding through the woodland, and the squirrels leaping through the ancient trees - it felt like stepping into a scene from one of my favourite ballet stories, only this time, I was living it.
As the sun set over the town, painting the sky in a fiery orange and pink, I wandered through the picturesque streets, a pink and green tutu twirling behind me, feeling as though I was in a fairytale. This town, with its charm, its history, and its sheer beauty, was the perfect setting to explore a little of myself and embrace my own inner ballerina.
I've got a feeling I'll be back in Stratford-upon-Avon soon, and when I do, I'm coming armed with a new tutu. This time, maybe something lavender? Or perhaps a royal blue, to match the River Avon. But hey, whatever colour I choose, it'll be twirling with joy as I walk through this enchanting town, where dreams take flight in the most unexpected of ways.
So, tell me darlings, have you ever been to Stratford-upon-Avon? If not, what are you waiting for? Grab your tutus, your love of life and a train ticket – this little corner of England has a magical ballet waiting for you!
And as always, don’t forget, everyone looks good in a tutu, even if you're a swan or a squirrel. Why not give it a try? And remember, the world needs more pink!
Much love,
Emma xx
P.S. Check out the latest video on my website, www.pink-tutu.com! I’m teaching you how to master the classic swan arms, complete with my favourite pink tutu. Don’t be afraid to give it a go – even if you’re just a little bit fluffy! 😉
