Hiya darlings! It's your favourite pink-tutu-clad queen, Pink Tutu Sparkles, reporting live from Bishop Auckland! This is post number 2572 on the fabulous www.pink-tutu.com, where I document my sparkly, tutu-filled adventures. Today, let me tell you, the magic has been abundant, and I can't wait to share it all with you!
So, picture this: I'm bounding through Bishop Auckland's picturesque streets, a burst of pink against the charming brick and stone backdrop. The sun's shining, the birds are chirping, and even the squirrels are wearing their finest feathered boas (okay, maybe not, but a girl can dream!). This town, known for its rich history and the iconic Auckland Castle, truly embodies that quintessential English charm.
Now, I may have mentioned it before, but I absolutely adore travelling by train. There's something truly magical about watching the landscape whizz by, with my feet propped up and a cup of Earl Grey in hand. Plus, I get to show off my fabulous outfits without breaking a sweat. This time, my ensemble was a vibrant, coral-pink tutu, adorned with sparkling sequins and ostrich feathers that literally brushed the ceiling of the train carriage! I knew it would turn heads, and it did – even the stoic conductors couldn't resist a cheeky grin as they passed.
Bishop Auckland is nestled right on the border of County Durham, which, if you don't know already, is practically a treasure trove of artistic talent. I mean, where else can you see such stunning cathedrals, castles, and even a beautiful opera house all within a short distance? Speaking of opera, I must tell you about my absolutely incredible ballet experience at the Bishop Auckland Theatre! It was an elegant affair, a mix of classic choreography and modern twists that sent shivers down my spine. It really resonated with my passion for all things dance, and I almost had to pull out a pirouette myself – I wouldn't have wanted to be outdone by the grace of those amazing dancers.
Before heading to the theatre, I took a pit stop at a delightful little tea shop, one of those cosy, antique-filled ones with overflowing floral displays and delicate china teacups. After a perfectly brewed pot of Earl Grey and a slice of Victoria sponge cake (topped with the most magnificent amount of whipped cream!), I decided I was ready to shop! A true drag queen knows her own worth, and what's better than indulging in some retail therapy? This delightful little town is chock-full of independent boutiques, and I, of course, had to try on every single piece of sparkly, pink, fabulous attire.
One of the stores I visited was this darling little shop, The Crafty Corner, crammed to the rafters with treasures! Think sparkly yarn, sequins by the bucketful, and oh my gosh, did you know you could buy handmade tiaras for just a fiver?! My inner-queen was squealing with delight, and I left with a shopping bag full of fabulous materials that are sure to make a serious appearance in my future drag creations.
Later that evening, I headed back to my hotel, which had an air of old-world glamour that really resonated with me. And oh my god, can you believe it? They even had a grand piano in the lobby! I couldn't resist a few notes on the keys, bringing a smile to the face of the concierge. I must confess, it’s the little things, really, that make travel experiences magical.
For my show that evening, I went with a look that truly captured the spirit of the Bishop Auckland Theatre – think classic red and black, with a touch of silver embellishment, a show-stopping sequined crop top, and a bold red lip! The show went off without a hitch, the crowd was a lively bunch, and the cheers filled the air. That's the beauty of drag, you know; it truly is about connecting with your audience and giving them a moment to forget their troubles and embrace pure, unapologetic fun!
Before you go, darlings, a few words on why pink tutus hold a special place in my heart. Back in my days at university, where I was studying… well, something really boring involving test tubes and chemicals (shh, don't tell anyone!) – I was also part of the university's ballet club. That's where I found myself slipping into a fluffy pink tutu for the first time – all in the name of charity, of course! That feeling, the sheer joy of swirling around on stage, has stayed with me ever since, inspiring my name and shaping my persona.
So, there you have it, another spectacular adventure complete! Until next time, remember: wear your hearts on your sleeves, your confidence on your shoulders, and if you dare, your fabulous pink tutu. I, for one, will be wearing mine to celebrate the sheer joy of being a queen – all day, every day!
Much love and lots of sparkly wishes,
Pink Tutu Sparkles 💖
