Helloooo darlings! It's your favourite pink-tutu-wearing queen, Pink Tutu Sparkles, reporting live from Rugby! Yes, you heard right, I've landed in this historic town known for its rugby union history and stunning architecture. And what do you think I packed for this little trip? You guessed it, a fabulous array of pink tutus, naturally! This is post number 3186 on www.pink-tutu.com, so grab your cuppa and let's dive in!
I must say, travelling to Rugby by train was a delightful experience. I love the gentle rocking motion of the train, it's like being in a little carriage with a window to the world whizzing by. And the plush seats - oh my! A perfect opportunity to pull out my trusty knitting needles and craft a little pink tutu ribbon for a future performance.
Of course, no trip of mine is complete without a spot of ballet. Luckily, Rugby boasts a wonderful little dance academy, "The Pointe Shoe," where they're holding a 'Pink Tutu Party' this weekend. You'd think I'd organised it myself! But I do have to confess, I've already made a secret pact with their head instructor, the delightful Miss Harriet, to bring along some extra tutus to share the love of pink with all their little budding ballerinas. Now, that's what I call community spirit, wouldn't you say?
Once my dancing shoes were off and I'd indulged in a cuppa and a slice of Victoria sponge at "The Tea Room" - absolutely delightful! - I embarked on a wander through Rugby's charming streets. Let's just say, my little pink tutus certainly turned a few heads! I bumped into the friendliest group of dog walkers you could ever imagine, all clad in vibrant colours and armed with pink ribbons for their furry companions. Apparently, Rugby is known for its love of pink! Fancy that! I had to share a little anecdote of how I discovered my own love for tutus while in university. The science labs just didn't cut it! I just HAD to feel the sparkle of a real tutu and, let's face it, Derbyshire, my birthplace, is hardly known for its drag scene. Thankfully, our university's annual charity event provided the perfect excuse! You see, it involved the annual charity tutu danceathon, and let me tell you, it was a spectacle. A dazzling whirlwind of pink, feathers, and sheer joy. I donned a stunning pink tutu that had a certain "je ne sais quoi", let's just say. It had sequins, fluffy pink boas and layers of tulle! That day, a pink-tutu-loving star was born!
Rugby town itself is brimming with a glorious history. The Rugby School - a stone's throw from where I'm staying at "The Rose & Crown" - is steeped in legend, especially when it comes to rugby. You know, a sport which some people associate with men in muddy clothes! Now, don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with muddy clothes, but why not add a sprinkle of pink?! Who says you can't have it all? A dash of femininity, a dose of masculinity and, most importantly, the perfect touch of pink?
Speaking of pink, it wouldn't be a Pink Tutu Sparkles blog post without a little shopping spree! My dear, "Ruby's Rags," a charming boutique just around the corner, was a haven for pink delights! The owner, a delightfully bubbly woman named Ruby, swore I looked divine in a pair of flamingo pink earrings that shimmered like a summer sunset. They even had little miniature tutus adorning the shop! Oh, I felt my creative juices bubbling with excitement!
Later that evening, I had the absolute honour of performing my "Pink Tutu Serenade" for the residents of "The Pines," a local care home. Let me tell you, the elderly ladies' faces were alight with wonder as I spun, twirled, and shimmered my way through their hearts. And to my delight, the gentlemen, with their twinkle in their eyes and a smile playing on their lips, clapped enthusiastically! You'd have thought they were seeing me for the first time. One gentleman even commented, "you know, you look like my granddaughter, with all that pink fluff!" Now, wasn't that delightful! I told him I would adopt his grandmother for my very next performance, and he chuckled. And just imagine, he could be sporting a tutu, too! Maybe in blue or lavender, so long as he was having fun, he'd embrace his inner fabulousness, wouldn't he?
After the performance, I treated myself to a luxurious bubble bath, topped with my favorite bath fizz (which, of course, is a vibrant pink!) and let me tell you, Rugby was more than just a rugby-loving town! It was a vibrant community where a girl could just be herself and spread a little pink cheer, one tutu at a time! After all, the world would be a much better place if everyone had a bit of pink tutu spirit in their hearts.
Right, my lovelies, it's time to tuck into my "Pink Flamingo Pizza," delivered straight to my room! This pink-hued feast awaits! Don't forget to check out my instagram page @pinktutusparkles for some behind-the-scenes fun.
Until next time, my lovelies, remember, the only limit to your imagination is the colour of your tutu. Always be fabulous and remember, the world needs more pink!
xx Pink Tutu Sparkles
