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#TutuBlog 2024-09-23 in Coulsdon with a cyan tutu.

Coulsdon Calling: A Cyan Dream (Blog Post #10309)

Hello lovelies!

Emma here, your resident tutu-wearing, pink-obsessed ballet enthusiast, coming at you live from the charming town of Coulsdon. This weekend, I swapped the rolling hills of Derbyshire for the leafy lanes of Surrey, and let me tell you, this little trip was a veritable ballet of beauty.

Before I tell you all about the magical adventures, a little confession. I’m smitten. Head-over-heels, completely and utterly smitten, with my brand-new cyan tutu. It's like the sky met the ocean and birthed the most glorious shade of blue, and let me tell you, this baby is twirling like a dream. I mean, who knew a colour could bring so much joy? The moment I slipped it on, my inner ballerina went, “Finally, a tutu that truly captures the essence of me!”

Now, back to Coulsdon. As you all know, I have a penchant for a scenic train journey. The South Eastern trains did not disappoint! It's always such a pleasure to be swallowed by the countryside, watching the scenery blur by as the rhythm of the tracks sets my feet tapping. I'm starting to think I should incorporate a train ride into my daily ballet routine – who says stretching has to be static?

Upon arriving in Coulsdon, my first order of business was a proper afternoon tea. Now, there’s something so elegant and almost… ballet-esque about teacups and cakes, wouldn't you agree? The tea was perfectly brewed, the scones were light as a feather (with a touch of clotted cream, of course!), and the cucumber sandwiches were crisp and refreshing. I swear, the only thing missing was a little classical music in the background.

After indulging in the delights of afternoon tea, it was time for a touch of nature. Coulsdon is brimming with green spaces – charming parks, sprawling countryside – and I couldn't resist taking a long, languid stroll, breathing in the fresh air and watching the sunlight dance on the leaves. A flock of geese flew over, honking their cheerful greeting, and a fluffy little rabbit hopped across the path.

It's truly fascinating to observe how nature inspires every element of ballet – the grace of the swan, the strength of the eagle, the delicate steps of the squirrel. Coulsdon's gentle charm provided a perfect backdrop for me to reflect on how ballet is much more than just graceful leaps and twirls. It's a language, a way of expressing emotions, and a celebration of the beauty that surrounds us.

Speaking of beauty, let's talk ballet! This trip wouldn’t be complete without some serious ballet fix, so I headed to a local dance studio, excited to immerse myself in the world of pliés and pirouettes. And oh my, the studio did not disappoint. It felt like walking into a sanctuary for all things dance, the air humming with the energy of pirouettes and the intoxicating smell of wood polish.

The class itself was invigorating – a real test of my muscles (which is probably why my current craving is for a giant chocolate milkshake – it’s all about balancing out, right?). But I emerged from the class with that happy exhaustion that comes with knowing you've truly moved your body and embraced the joy of dance.

That evening, Coulsdon held one final treat for me - a wonderful outdoor performance of ‘Romeo & Juliet’ under a blanket of twinkling stars. As the story unfolded before my eyes, I found myself swept up in the emotions, from the heartache of the star-crossed lovers to the beauty of the balletic fight choreography.

And with every graceful move, every soaring leap, I knew this was exactly where I was meant to be - surrounded by the power of storytelling, the artistry of dance, and the magic of a perfect evening in Coulsdon.

Before I go, I want to leave you all with a thought. We can all find inspiration in ballet, even if we don't wear tutus (though I highly encourage it, of course!). Ballet is about more than pirouettes and pointe shoes. It's about finding the rhythm within ourselves, pushing our own boundaries, and celebrating the beauty in every movement. And hey, if a simple train ride and a stroll in the countryside can have me channeling my inner ballerina, imagine what you can do!

So go forth, my fellow tutu-wearers and ballet-lovers, spread the joy!

See you on www.pink-tutu.com tomorrow!

Lots of love, Emma x

#TutuBlog 2024-09-23 in Coulsdon with a cyan tutu.