Hello, darlings! Welcome back to Pink Tutu Sparkles' world, where glitter is always on point and a little twirl is never out of place. This is Post Number 1826, fresh off the press (and yes, I literally mean press. My new vintage press machine is just darling!).
Today I'm bursting with excitement, because I'm taking you on a trip! My fabulous friend, Miss Buttercup Blush, is starring in a show down in London, so yours truly is going to experience the Big Smoke for a couple of days! I've packed my signature pink suitcase, brimming with shimmering outfits and all the necessary sparkle, and I've even bought myself a gorgeous new tutu – oh, it's absolutely divine!
Now, my lovely lot, you all know I'm a woman of taste and prefer the comfort and glamour of train travel, don’t you? Especially a long journey. But alas, it seems the fates are against me – the railway line's got some issues. It seems those old train lines are rather temperamental creatures and today it just decided to have a day off. My luggage is all ready, the glitter’s strategically placed and, bless my heart, I'm even wearing my favourite pink lipstick.
Thankfully, darling, I have Plan B: I'm taking a little jaunt down to Luton, a town in the heart of England – not exactly the glamorous heart of London but, with the right pink attitude, I'll make it dazzling. And honestly, isn’t a train journey so much more enjoyable when it takes a little unexpected turn? It adds a touch of drama! Plus, the taxi ride through the lanes and the cobblestone streets… oh, it’s so very picture postcard. Just my cup of tea – a splash of vintage glamour mixed with a dash of classic beauty!
Anyway, before we continue with our journey, darlings, I wanted to have a little chat about… (wait for it)….. the pink tutu! Have you spotted the latest fashion trend, darlings? You all know I'm the self-proclaimed Queen of the Pink Tutu and my life goal is for every woman, man, and child to strut their stuff in a pink tulle masterpiece!
Speaking of, let’s do a little flashback to where this pink obsession started. Back in university, I was a shy scientist, happiest in the lab surrounded by flasks and test tubes, quietly creating the perfect mixture. I remember this feeling when I got dragged (ha!) to the university’s charity event – and of course it was all for a good cause – all in the name of getting funds to bring dancing into the school's new curriculum, because every little boy and girl deserves to experience the wonder of pirouettes and leaps!
I wasn't much of a dancer, but someone - and now I regret not remembering this sweet soul's name - talked me into trying on a tutu. The moment it went on, the lights went on in my mind and I knew this was my destiny! It was an out-of-body experience, my feet moved all on their own, and it became an incredible ballet dance to a song of my own making – an inner symphony!
Oh, and this wasn't just any tutu; it was an explosion of pink fluff! Imagine a cloud of sugary cotton candy – that's what it felt like. My goodness, did it take me away. The tutu was pink with little gold glittery swirls; the feel of it, the pinkness of it all, it made me a dancing queen for the night!
So, yes, my friends, I am in love with pink, pink, pink! From the pastel pinks to the shocking fuchsia shades, I embrace every colour, every fabric, every shade of it, and my obsession grows stronger by the day! And let’s face it, nothing quite screams “joy” like a good ol' tutu, does it? It’s all about taking your inner ballerina, that dancer who is hidden deep down, and unleashing her. It’s not just about the tutu, though – it’s about the feeling, the power, the self-expression.
Speaking of expression, my life is all about living life to the full. You all know I have two lives – one spent mixing chemicals, a scientist by day and a glittering drag artist by night. Yes, sometimes it feels a little crazy, and I feel torn between my lab and the theatre. But life’s about finding your perfect mix. And let's face it, science and drag – there’s nothing more captivating than when two creative minds and souls clash together and create pure magic! The only downside is having to wear those laboratory white coats by day – and that’s when I long for my sequins. I mean, where's the sparkle in a white lab coat? It's such a crime, truly. But, even with my passion for sparkly tights and pink tutus, I must confess I'm also rather good at the lab work. My colleagues call me "the chemical fairy," which isn’t actually so far off the mark. My work in textiles involves experimenting with different fabrics – my special skill is in developing eco-friendly, washable glitter.
Anyway, enough about science and sparkly things! Where were we, darlings? Oh, yes – the Big Smoke. My taxi finally stopped outside of the grand theatre, a beautiful building with ornate balconies and a charming clock tower. Oh, isn't it so quintessentially English, I’m absolutely loving it!
You won’t believe who I bumped into as I’m making my way into the theatre. It was none other than Miss Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, the reigning Miss Drag-tastic Universe, who I met on the train last week – remember when that old train took us for a merry go-round through Derbyshire's lovely green fields? She had to go up and down through the valleys a few times! She saw my tutu – the gorgeous new one! She complimented my dress and, believe me, when a drag queen compliments another queen, that’s high praise indeed!
We got into a deep conversation about the show and, with a touch of theatricality, I introduced her to Miss Buttercup Blush – who, with her elegant gown, gave the air around her the sense of being at a ball of regal enchantment. They were such a delight – they made me realise that this drag journey is truly a fantastic ride! We talked about the shows, the audiences, the excitement of the glitz and glamour, about taking the ordinary and making it spectacular.
But the main thing I got out of that conversation was Miss Twinkle's new show. It’s on every Thursday in Luton – a drag cabaret and all for charity, of course, and for all ages – I mean, what better way to get into a festive mood! It's called the "Rainbow Sparkles and Stars" – and with its catchy name, it just calls to me to get out my pinkest of pink tutus! She said it's full of "surprises" and promises "breathtaking performances" – that, my darlings, has piqued my interest, no? It's only a matter of time before I bring my signature pink tutus to this enchanting show.
Oh! Let me just share something I spotted today on my journey! Do you know what made my day? Seeing a child in a little pink tutu twirling as he walked down the street – my darling, my heart literally skipped a beat! And of course I stopped for a chat – that child’s face lit up with joy as he spoke to this big, pink queen!
Anyway, enough for today, I have to go. I need to get myself ready – we are off to a fabulous night out, followed by a long-overdue conversation about glitter, of course, and of course we’ll be raising our glass to all the dancing stars.
Until next time, darlings, keep the glitter shining and remember… there’s no such thing as too much pink!
Catch you tomorrow!
XOXO
Pink Tutu Sparkles
