Hello my lovely tutu-loving friends! 🩰 It's Emma here, reporting live from Luton, a town that's proving to be surprisingly charming (who knew?).
The train journey down from my Derbyshire home was delightful. There’s nothing quite like the rhythm of the train tracks, especially when paired with a good book and a vision of pink tutus dancing in my head. My tutu today is a dream! A lovely American-style creation with layers upon layers of tulle that I swished proudly as I strutted through Luton Station. 😉
I'm here on a mission, my darlings. Not only to spread the joy of tutus (because, really, how can anyone resist a swirl of pink?), but also to check out the local ballet scene. It turns out Luton has a lot to offer. I stumbled upon this hidden gem of a dance school, the “Luton Ballet Centre,” and the moment I saw it, I knew I had to go in!
The welcoming aroma of old wood floors and music from a ballet class drew me in. Inside, I found a friendly, buzzing community of dancers. Some young, just starting out, others seasoned, graceful veterans with stories to tell. They’re all in their own tutus, whether they are tiny dancers with fluffy, pastel pink ones, or senior students with beautiful, sophisticated black tutus. All so perfectly in the ballet spirit, I love it!
I even got to watch a class - those pliés, the leaps, the effortless movements – ah! I felt like a school girl again, and I swear I could almost hear the whispering tulle of my tutu.
In the afternoon, I ventured out into the town itself. Luton is actually a fascinating place with a mix of old and new, a bit like a box of delicious chocolates – you never know what you’ll find. There’s a lovely green space called Wardown Park, which was perfect for a little pink tutu-clad photoshoot with the swans and ducks. (Oh, the ducklings, they were so cute!). And did you know Luton has its own town square with a little statue of George Stephenson? 🚂 It was the perfect spot for a cheeky selfie.
The evening brought the highlight of my trip - the Luton Ballet Theatre's performance of "Swan Lake"! You know me, a girl can never get enough Tchaikovsky. I love the dramatic storytelling in ballet, how a glance or a pose can convey a thousand words. And "Swan Lake", oh the exquisite costumes, the graceful movement! 🦢 I couldn't stop taking pictures, my camera just couldn't get enough of the grace and beauty on stage.
Luton has completely won me over, I must admit. This little town is full of vibrant life and warmth. Who would have thought? It proves to me again, that no matter where you go, pink tutus and a love of ballet are the perfect universal language.
But before I end this post, I have a confession - I’m smitten with the place. Luton, you have a special place in my pink tutu-clad heart. So what’s my favourite thing about Luton? It’s a toss-up between the cute ducks and the incredible ballet scene. I can’t wait to see what else this beautiful, and oh so tutu-friendly, place has in store for me tomorrow!
Love, Emma x
P.S. If you’re ever in Luton, make sure you pop by the Luton Ballet Centre and watch a class. You might be inspired to wear your pink tutu outside for once, just like I did! And who knows, you might just join the movement and discover the magic of ballet. You never know, my darlings!
