Oh la la, my darlings! Your favourite pink-tutu-clad, glitter-loving diva is back with a bang! This time, I've been swept up in the whirlwind of Paris! You know, the City of Love? Well, let's just say it's the City of Pink Tutus now, because, darling, let me tell you, I have infiltrated every Parisian nook and cranny in my gloriously pink, voluminous, twirling-worthy tutu, leaving a trail of sparkle and sunshine wherever I go!
Paris has always been a dream destination for me, ever since I first fell head-over-heels for ballet as a teenager, watching those graceful swans pirouette across the stage with a feeling that words simply cannot describe! (Seriously, imagine a teenager trying to express her emotions - It’s a minefield!)
But, even though I absolutely adore the magic of theatre, darling, this Parisian escapade has been more than just ballet. It's been about embracing every Parisian experience with a whole heap of Pink Tutu Sparkles magic, making it truly unforgettable!
From waltzing down the Champs-Élysées, to sipping on delicious hot chocolate in a charming little cafe, to wandering the cobbled streets of Montmartre, my Parisian adventure has been nothing short of dazzling! But, as I've already hinted, Paris was a prime opportunity for my Pink Tutu crusade to truly blossom!
You see, my darlings, you probably won't believe me, but Pink Tutu Sparkles was born on a chilly, grey, Derbyshire day while I was working on a Science degree (yes, the girl with the pink tutu was once a serious science geek! Imagine my surprise too!) We were at the uni ballet club, and they were holding a fundraiser, and as part of the activities, there was a "wear a tutu" day! As the good girl, responsible scientist I was (it sounds odd, right? That’s me, darling), I dutifully donned a pink tutu! And, there it was, my destiny! I was a star!
You wouldn't believe how many giggles and cheers that pink tutu got! Not only did the fundraising skyrocket but I realised I had this inherent power: a Pink Tutu Sparkle effect. It wasn't just the sheer fabulousness of the tutu, no darling, it was a sense of playful freedom, a feeling of pure joy!
Anyway, since then, I’ve spent most of my days surrounded by fabrics and scientists in a lab and the nights dancing with a different audience.
But let's get back to the magic that is Paris, darling. It’s just a big ballet class! Seriously! This is the ultimate stage, an enormous, glamorous ballet school, and the French are our students, eager to be taught about the power of a tutu!
The first lesson of course, started at the Palais Garnier, the legendary Opera House. That place, darling, is just breath-taking. From the ornate chandelier to the plush red velvet seating, the whole building whispers stories of legendary performers. Of course, I took a lesson too - in Parisian street style! With my sparkling Pink Tutu Sparkles ensemble, I strolled through the beautiful courtyard and the iconic staircase of the Palais Garnier, a pink explosion against the architectural splendour. A group of Parisian women stopped me, grinning and snapping pics with their phones. Oh la la! I practically taught a fashion class there and then.
From the opera, it was a hop on a beautifully crafted vintage train (oh, darling, the elegance!), heading straight for the heart of Paris! It felt like a fairytale as we chugged past fields, charming villages, and the lush greenery - the windows framed the most picturesque scenes, each one more dazzling than the last.
My little journey then led me to Montmartre, a district bursting with artistic charm, an iconic haven of culture and history, nestled at the top of a steep hill. The iconic Sacré-Cœur Basilica, a monument to faith and love, overlooked it all! I mean, imagine - a holy space filled with beautiful white stone, offering breathtaking panoramas of Paris! Purely divine! It was there, surrounded by the history and inspiration of Montmartre that I had to show off my tutu! And I'm telling you, it didn't go unnoticed! My Parisian ballet class had just begun!
I did a couple of pirouettes in front of the iconic Sacré-Coeur, spinning and twirling with the pink tutu billowing out, sparkling like a little pink cloud in the afternoon sunlight! Let's just say my students in the "French Art Appreciation for beginners" class seemed enthralled! I was the pink tutu muse and I taught the class with panache and glee!
And, because Paris was all about embracing every experience with a splash of Pink Tutu Sparkles magic, my next performance was on a vintage merry-go-round. Seriously! Can you even imagine it? This gloriously gilded carnival of delights - the music, the flashing lights, the colourful painted steeds… an utter enchantment! And you bet, I spun round in my pink tutu! In fact, the vintage horse was painted pink and was adorned with shimmering sequins!
By this time, I had embraced my destiny: spreading joy, sparkling love, and dazzling those Parisians with a generous sprinkle of Pink Tutu Sparkles magic! There's just something special about embracing the power of a tutu, darling, and this beautiful city gave me the stage for the best dance show! The Pink Tutu Sparkles were truly on display! Parisian chic has never looked so pink!
The heart of Paris throbbed with energy! And, let's just say, it was a tutu-filled, vibrant and bustling energy, an enchanting blend of timeless beauty and playful joy. The magic of this city, the architecture, the art, the stories whispering in the ancient stones! My pink tutu, it truly thrived in Paris, the capital of romance and chic. But darling, did I tell you I gave Paris a little lesson in how to embrace a pink tutu?! I made a lot of new tutu fans - men, women, and even a very grumpy poodle. He loved to spin and pose in his own tutu - a gorgeous pink sequin number he looked positively dazzling in!
And the shops! It was almost impossible not to embrace the shops in this enchanting city. But darling, of course I managed! I bought the most incredible things: a gorgeous, ruffled white silk top - oh la la! It was simply stunning, perfect for showcasing the pink tutu. There was a dazzlingly red velvet jacket, perfect for my stage shows - it’ll look magnificent against the shimmer of my pink tutu - oh la la, I love a contrasting colour, you know!
I am going to stay a little longer in Paris. Why, oh why? It's simple, darling: it is a place that welcomes a sprinkle of Pink Tutu Sparkles magic! Oh, and there's an event coming up in a couple of weeks - The Pink Tutu Ballet. My dear friends in the ballet have asked me to perform in an exciting ballet production! Oh la la! Let’s just say that it’ll involve some spectacular spinning!
So until my next Parisian adventures, darlings, remember this: Pink Tutu Sparkles isn't just a drag persona - it's a way of life. It's about celebrating your uniqueness and being fabulous, no matter what.
Keep sparkling, darling!
Lots of Love,
Pink Tutu Sparkles
(www.pink-tutu.com)
