Pink-tutu.com Blog Post #3722
Hello darlings! Your favourite pink-tutu-clad queen is back with another blog post, straight from the charming, historic town of Twickenham! It's been a whirl of a weekend, let me tell you, a total tutu-tastic time!
Now, I know you lovely lot are thinking "Twickenham? Isn't that just a bit... ordinary?". Well, you wouldn't be more wrong! Twickenham has more charm than a vintage teacup and more sparkle than a disco ball, trust me on this! I landed in Twickenham with a pep in my step and a pink tutu ready for anything!
This time, I travelled by train - a bit of a slow, scenic meander, but so enjoyable! I love watching the countryside fly by and all the cute little villages - just imagine all the fab tutus people could be wearing! I sat by the window with my copy of "The Swan" by Anne Barrows (fabulous ballerina biography - totally recommend!) and did a bit of knitting on my new, sparkly pink cardigan (because one needs a bit of a knitted comfort on long train journeys).
Arriving in Twickenham station, I was immediately smitten! It's got that quintessential English charm - brick walls, a traditional clock tower, and, just around the corner, a sweet little vintage tea shop called "Tweedledum and Tweedledee" with the cutest window display! How I wished I had more time to go in for a cuppa and a slice of Victoria sponge cake. But, dear reader, my agenda was chock-full with tutu-licious plans!
This time, my performance was in a quirky little theatre tucked away down a cobblestone street. Imagine it - a charming theatre with red velvet seats and a stage like something out of a fairy tale! I love that feeling, you know, the atmosphere before a performance...it just fills you with magic, makes you want to shimmy and sparkle.
My act? Well, let me just say that the audience went wild! Think feathers, sequined-tutus, high-kicks, and a touch of the fabulous "Swan Lake" routine with a bit of a pink tutu twist, of course. And after? A roaring encore! My signature pink glitter bomb shower – you can’t leave the audience disappointed now, can you? The applause was deafening, and the cheering even louder!
And you know what else is truly fabulous about Twickenham? The streets, the shops, the people - just everything! My trusty little pink carry-all purse was stuffed full of yummy goodies - artisan chocolate from "Chocolate Twinkle", a new blush pink lipstick from "The Pretty Parlour" (I'm thinking it's the perfect shade for a Sunday afternoon), and even a cute pink feather boa from "The Vintage Attic." It's a real treasure trove of delightful things - and I felt utterly inspired by all the vibrant, vintage fashions on display.
Now, there's something special about the people in Twickenham. Everyone I met was so warm and friendly! The gentleman in the antique shop offered me a cup of tea when I came in to browse their lovely old porcelain dolls (wearing tutus, natch - I swear every shop has pink tutus! It's as if I have some unseen power radiating them!) And a kind old lady gave me a bag of bright pink, frosted biscuits (that looked just like my favorite mini cupcakes!), after I complimented her beautiful fuchsia beret.
As for the town's attractions? Well, a trip to Twickenham would not be complete without a visit to Twickenham Stadium, home of the mighty England Rugby Team! Now, I might not be a fan of rugby (sorry lads!), but the stadium has a sense of grandeur that can't be denied! They also have a fab museum – I felt very “Twinkle-tastic” amidst all those historic jerseys and trophies.
The next day was a beautiful sunny day so I spent a few hours by the River Thames. It was simply blissful. There's something magical about sitting on a riverbank watching the water flow by and the boats glide past, the gentle sun warming your skin, the birds singing...all very peaceful and reflective. And what was I wearing, you ask? You know, a simple, flowy, blush pink chiffon tutu! My most cherished possession! It just seemed to fit perfectly with the gentle loveliness of the surroundings.
After a lovely afternoon tea on the lawn at "The Riverbank Hotel" (with the most charming scones and clotted cream I've ever tasted), I bid farewell to Twickenham, promising to myself I would definitely return someday, maybe with my ballet class for a little dance under the famous Twickenham “R.U.B.Y” sign (a little homage to rugby and to my tutu of course).
Now, remember darlings, life’s a bit of a ballet! A dance of joy, colour, and, yes, a touch of pink, if I may add! And who knows, maybe the world really can be filled with more glitter and tutus! It’s a vision we all should be dancing toward!
So, go on then, why not grab yourself a pink tutu and make a statement! Be the sparkling star that everyone adores! Until next time, darlings, stay pink, stay fabulous, and keep twirling!
Yours eternally in pink,
Pink Tutu Sparkles
