Hello lovelies! It's your Tutu Queen, Pink Tutu Sparkles, here and I am positively bouncing with excitement to share my adventures in the gorgeous, vibrant, and oh-so-charming town of Prestwich. It's blog post #5634 and you know the drill - let's dive in!
Firstly, a confession - this trip wasn't just a tutu-ally spectacular performances - this was a whirlwind of ballet, trains, and some fabulous retail therapy! (Because let's be honest, every Queen needs a little shopping break now and again!).
Now, my darlings, if you've been following my blog you know my heart beats to the rhythm of pink, tutus, and, well, just anything sparkly! And Prestwich, you gorgeous town, just oozes that same vibrancy. From the pretty little independent shops with their beautiful displays to the friendly locals and that magical touch of history in the air, it was simply enchanting.
I'll tell you the story of my trip in chronological order, because, honestly, my week in Prestwich was so perfectly filled, that every moment felt like a gem in my pink and sparkly crown.
Train Talk
To begin, it's no secret I am utterly obsessed with the romantic journey of train travel. This journey started in Derbyshire, where the air is crisp and the countryside is so breathtaking, it could only be England. To make the adventure even better, I hitched a ride on a gorgeous old steam train! Yes, my lovelies, it was straight out of a classic film - a smoky, nostalgic journey complete with steam hissing, that lovely, rhythmic chuff of the engine and all that. The steam filled the air and brought to life a memory of a more leisurely time when you couldn't just pop into a shop to grab anything that takes your fancy, no sir! You had to savor the moment - I felt like a glamorous heroine of some Victorian romance!
Now, this steam train might be a bit on the romantic side, but even on those ordinary trains - you know, the daily chug-chugs that take you to the supermarket or for a visit with your best pal - you can still find a certain glamour. Why? Because we get to make it glamour, my loves! A smart outfit, a fabulously styled hair-do and some good conversation - why, even that ordinary commuter train becomes a stage where every girl is a shining star!
Speaking of stage stars, the trip to Prestwich meant I had a performance at the local theatre, The Lowry. What a beauty of a place! I found that iconic brick facade just as lovely as I'd heard it would be. The architecture was both sturdy and graceful. The entire building oozed an elegance and class - and, naturally, a splash of pink would be divine there! Oh Prestwich, it's the place for artistic souls.
Tutu Trouble
As soon as I stepped out onto Prestwich High Street, I knew I'd have a magical time. The shops, they just whispered all the secrets of a well-dressed lady: "A new handbag? A dash of lipstick?" they beckoned to me with a bright smile! I even saw a delicate shop selling fabulously delicate and intricate pieces of costume jewellery. I swear, those jewels, they gleamed as bright as the starlit sky above the pretty market stalls.
This shop just begged for a pink makeover. And of course, being your very own tutu-loving, pink-loving, sparkle obsessed queen, I just had to let that creative spark take flight! I've got this little idea… it might be a tad outlandish, even for me… but imagine a "pink-tutu-pop-up" - just imagine! You'd walk in, all these lovely little jewellery pieces would be there, and…bam! Pink tutu overload!
There are even more charming independent boutiques - each with a unique vibe and just oozing that special Prestwich charm.
* Ballet Bliss*
Now, what’s a blog post by Pink Tutu Sparkles without a pinch of ballet? My sweetheart, my darling love - my obsession with ballet!
Yes, my lovelies, Prestwich and its surroundings had more to offer a girl with an eternal twinkle in her eyes. Just a short hop on the train (yes, you know I had to take it!) and I was in Manchester. It was almost like walking onto a stage! But the star attraction, of course, was The Royal Northern College of Music (RNCM).
Imagine, you darlings - all those talented performers and budding stars breathing life into every performance.
For this tutu-loving queen, nothing feels as amazing as the sound of the applause after a fantastic performance. But before the performance comes the work, and oh, the joy of being at the heart of such a creative, vibrant space!
Sharing the Sparkle
Let me share my little plan - my very personal dream of spreading the pink and tutu love to every single soul on the planet. I'm not just here to wear the sparkly tutus myself, darlings! I am dreaming big! Imagine:
- Imagine schools full of little girls, each a dazzling ballerina princess in a pink tutu.
- Picture all the girls - or even those lads (because tutus don’t care, darlings - not at all!), - getting ready for their birthday parties dressed in bright, fun, gorgeous pink tutus!
I've got to make it happen - even if I have to wear my brightest tutu in a pink rainbow of colours to the local council to plead my case!
And maybe just maybe, this "Pink Tutu Revolution" could start right here in Prestwich.
And before I end this blog, I've got a little treat for you - just because I love you and because you love the sparkliest things in life:
I'll be sharing a little giveaway on my website www.pink-tutu.com! You can win a fabulously fabulous pink tutu (just imagine the photos!), or a selection of sparkly costume jewellery - your choice!
Until next time, darling hearts,
Stay sassy, stay sparkly and never forget the magic!
Your Queen of all things Pink,
Pink Tutu Sparkles
P.S. Don't forget to share your own #pinktutustories with me - and if you are wearing a tutu, please share a picture with me! I would love to see all the sparkles out there in the world!
