Hello my gorgeous glitterati! It's your favourite Pink Tutu Sparkles here, fresh from another dazzling adventure. This week, I journeyed to Sale, a delightful little town that's definitely got that "sparkle" about it. Now, if you know me, you know pink tutus are practically a religion - and let me tell you, Sale did not disappoint.
Now, getting to Sale, I had a bit of a dilemma. The temptation to hitch a ride on the train was strong, a whiff of old-school glamour and the promise of window shopping opportunities along the way. But, my dear followers, fate had other plans. My inner bohemian rose to the surface and I ended up hiring a beautiful white steed, a real looker of a horse named Stardust (he did come with a very helpful groom too). I won't bore you with the details of the journey, but let's just say, I never quite learned how to say "whoa" the right way. Thank goodness for the groom and a generous sprinkling of pink tulle (that thingâs an amazing emergency patch for any occasion, just sayinâ).
As I approached Sale, the scent of fresh bread baking, and those quintessentially British tea shops dotted about, the place felt almost fairytale-like. As soon as I rode into town square, my eyes met a spectacle fit for a princess. The âSale by Moonlightâ festival was in full swing! Imagine this, my dear friends: sparkling lights against the night sky, the joyous sounds of a brass band and the aroma of street food that made your mouth water. Oh, and letâs not forget the stunning display of market stalls, overflowing with the most exquisite treasures you ever did see. This is how you do a festival, I tell you. They even had a stage, right there in the centre, ready for a captivating tutu performance, so obviously, I couldn't resist.
Before I took to the stage though, I indulged in some retail therapy. Iâm quite the pink tutu connoisseur and, I spotted a real gem at a quirky vintage store: a gorgeous candy floss pink tutu adorned with sparkly silver sequins. It practically called out to me, âPink Tutu Sparkles, please take me home!â. I couldn't resist and grabbed a few fabulous pastel T-shirts and silk scarves, as well. I swear, those T-shirts made my day, the colours were a pure delight â peaches, buttercups, lemon sorbet â I simply had to have them.
Then came the show, and oh darling, let me tell you, Sale is a fabulous crowd. So warm and receptive. I spun my way across the stage with Stardust prancing just behind me, adding some real horse power to the spectacle. They loved it! It felt fantastic to see so many happy faces beaming up at me. One sweet lady even complimented me on my feather boa! Apparently, they do love the little touches here, even more so when youâve got a dancing horse! Itâs the most incredible thing!
After my grand finale, I went to join the town's local dance school â The Sale School of Dance - a place that looked straight out of a movie set for âStrictly Come Dancingâ! And trust me, the dancers there could have easily gone on to the show! They even let me give the grand foyer a good olâ pink sparkle! It really did get that tutu-tingling sense of community that makes this whole 'Pink Tutu Sparkles' business worthwhile. Theyâre seriously good, you know! And so gracious, letting me join their rehearsal of a beautiful, contemporary ballet piece. Now, ballet and pink tutus go together like peas and carrots, and trust me, you have no idea the sheer joy it brought me to watch these amazing talents glide effortlessly across the dance floor! I practically wanted to climb right up on stage and twirl with them, even though, you know me, itâs not always smooth sailing!
Now, I love to chat but even I get hungry and thirsty, so after my stint with the ballet dancers, I went searching for sustenance. Let's just say my tastebuds did a little dance of joy as I savored a beautiful high tea in a sweet little tea shop, 'The Rose Garden'. I was greeted by a symphony of delicate flavours. Finger sandwiches with fillings that brought the world to your fingertips - I could even feel the scent of the roses. Scones warm from the oven, the jam shining, as red as my favourite pair of glitter boots! Honestly, the tea was perfection. I had it all â the gossip with the local folks, the warm atmosphere, and those gorgeous little pink finger sandwiches⌠what's not to love?
On my last day, before departing for a journey across the shimmering moors, I made one last visit to the Sale Waterside to catch a breathtaking sunset. It painted the water's edge with an incredible palette of gold and fiery crimson, a perfect scene for a finale to an extraordinary few days. The calm of the waters reflected the sunset, casting its glow across the reeds and reeds and birds, so peaceful. The perfect moment to pull out the sparkle spray! The clouds became shimmering with pink sparkles, an awe-inspiring sight, one thatâs definitely staying etched in my memory for a long time.
My time in Sale was magical, a true embodiment of everything that's delightful about the heart of Britain, full of unbridled charm and a spirit of adventure. It was a perfect opportunity for me to spread the joy and sparkle of the pink tutu lifestyle. Sale truly embraced me, the pink tutu queen and my trusty steed, Stardust, a sentiment that I return to with love and a heart filled to the brim with sparkle.
Thatâs all for today my friends, I have to go get ready for a fantastic performance at the Derby Flower and Garden Show! Until next time, remember to spread joy and sparkles, always! Iâll be back here tomorrow with more Pink Tutu adventures, right here at www.pink-tutu.com, so be sure to check back in!
Much love and sprinkles of shimmer!
Pink Tutu Sparkles.
xx
