Bonjour, mon chĆ©rie! Itās Pink Tutu Sparkles here, back with another fabulous update from your favourite pink-tutu-wearing blogger. Today, weāre tumbling through the City of Lights ā Paris! The Eiffel Tower is twinkling, the Seine is shimmering, and Iāmā¦ well, Iām wearing a rather extravagant pink tutu, naturally.
Now, let me tell you, getting here was a proper adventure! Forget the aeroplane ā this Queen took the Eurostar, of course. All those pretty tunnels, whizzing through the countrysideā¦ perfect for daydreaming about my Parisian performance. And just imagine the looks I got at Gare du Nord ā my sequined jacket was shimmering even under the stationās fluorescent lights, and my sparkly pink tutu was practically glowing! Youād think I was a Parisian goddess herself, strutting into town like that!
Speaking of struts, you wouldnāt believe the incredible street performance I stumbled across yesterday! Right by the Louvre, these fabulous dancers were creating pure magic, a beautiful ballet ballet in the open air, their movements as graceful as the swans on the Seine. They were all decked out in classic black, but you just KNOW my heart was yearning for some pink! Iād be lying if I didnāt say that I pictured myself joining in, a whimsical pink explosion amongst the black and white. Maybe next time!
Speaking of black and white, I just had to visit the Moulin Rouge! A show that practically drips in history and glamour. Of course, the dancing was amazing ā these beautiful performers really made my heart flutter with their daring moves. But imagine my delight when the grand finale saw the dancers taking centre stage, all in those gorgeous feather costumes ā pure, perfect Parisian glamour!
After the Moulin Rouge, my friend Florence (a darling who loves pink just as much as I do!) dragged me to a fabulous vintage shop on the Left Bank. Letās just say that my wardrobe has received a healthy dose of Parisian flair ā some vintage Parisian chic, of course, perfect for my next performance, and an absolutely stunning hat, adorned with feathers, perfect for a picnic in the Tuileries Gardens. You can practically hear the āooh-la-laā emanating from those pink tutus now, canāt you?!
But it's not all fashion and feather boas, darling! Being in Paris has reminded me why I'm so passionate about dance. My evenings have been filled with Ballet rehearsals and some seriously beautiful shows. The Paris Opera Ballet is breathtaking. Imagine being surrounded by a thousand velvet seats, the air humming with anticipation, and then, bam, youāre watching the dancers soar across the stage, their costumes shimmering like a dream. Itās like stepping into a fairytale, especially with my pink tutu peeking out under the theatre seats.
Oh, and have you tried a macaron, darling? Itās a culinary experience I wouldnāt trade for anything! Imagine that light, sweet, almond-based goodness, all perfectly sculpted and coloured in soft pinks, blues and greens. Pure delight. I know you are already drooling over the possibilities for this one, arenāt you? Think Pink Tutu Sparkles, dancing in a cloud of pink macarons, darling. Maybe next timeā¦
Donāt forget my blog, www.pink-tutu.com - It's where you'll find all the fabulous pink tutu-related details of this journey.
Stay sparkly and pink, darlings!
Yours always,
Pink Tutu Sparkles xox
