Hello my darling darlings! Emma here, your favourite Derbyshire-born ballet-obsessed blogger, coming at you live from Kenton, where the air is crisp, the cobblestones are charming and my pink tutu is positively shimmering!
Oh, it's so good to be back in my happy place, amongst the iconic architecture and beautiful English countryside! Today, I’m bringing you a little piece of pink tutu heaven straight from the heart of Kenton! This little town always makes me feel like I've stepped straight onto the set of a charming period film. There's something so timeless and graceful about this place - perfect for a ballerina with a penchant for pink tutus, I'd say!
My journey here was quite a whimsical one, mind you. Instead of taking the train, I decided to do things a little differently - a journey by horse, all the way from Derbyshire! Imagine, me in my pink tutu, riding through the countryside, the wind whipping through my hair and the sound of horse hooves echoing around me - utterly magical! I was so mesmerized by the rolling hills and the sparkling streams that I completely missed my train stop, but it didn’t matter, because I knew exactly where I was headed.
As soon as I arrived in Kenton, I had to pay homage to the wonderful world of ballet that made me who I am. I just couldn't resist popping into the Kenton Theatre. I have to say, it was pure magic - the scent of old wood and the feeling of history swirling around you. It really brings to life all those incredible theatre stories you read about!
Afterwards, I took a wander around the quaint little town. It’s just teeming with charm, cobbled streets and colourful cafes spilling onto the pavement. You just have to explore it and lose yourself in the quaint, timeless beauty. I even found the most adorable little bookshop, stacked high with all kinds of stories from the world of dance. It was just the thing to fill a ballerina's day with magic!
Speaking of magic, the highlight of my trip was, of course, a ballet class at the Kenton Academy. Now, these guys are renowned, especially for their classical training. Don't worry, my fellow tutu enthusiasts, I'm not letting any secrets out about the fabulous new routine we were working on! I do want to keep my pink tutu secret steps safe - especially after that little mishap!
I’m not going to lie, I almost had a wardrobe malfunction on that grand leap. It's so difficult to jump while keeping your pink tutu firmly in place! Thankfully, a very kind dancer offered to pin it back in place - thankfully the seam didn’t give completely! I truly felt like I was in a fairytale with all the gorgeous dancers twirling and leaping, and let me tell you, those pirouettes had me speechless. The whole experience left me feeling so inspired, and a little bit exhausted, but mostly elated!
Before I packed up my pink tutu and waved goodbye to Kenton, I just had to take a detour to the local wildlife park. Let’s be honest, my life is more than just tutus and pirouettes, you guys! I adore watching these incredible animals. This park was home to such beautiful birds, foxes and squirrels! They really reminded me how much nature brings us back down to earth. I've got to say, it’s easy to feel a bit out of touch when you’re swirling and twirling in a pink tutu!
But anyway, I have to go now, my little tutu has to get a good rest after all those pirouettes, leaps and bounds! I'm off to pack my bag and head back to Derbyshire. But before I leave Kenton, I want to share some pink tutu wisdom with you, darlings!
Let's keep chasing our dreams, let's spread some pink tutu joy and, most importantly, never ever stop twirling. It's a wonderful way to live, believe me!
So go out there, unleash your inner ballerina and dance with your heart. Whether you’re on a cobbled street in Kenton, or a rural Derbyshire village, a ballerina in a pink tutu always has the power to make magic!
Until next time, love and happy pirouettes from Emma xxx
