Hello my lovelies! Pink Tutu Sparkles here, reporting live from Bournville, Birmingham. This is post number 6178 on www.pink-tutu.com – can you believe it? We're almost at the end of another fantastic year and I'm feeling extra sparkly and ready to share some fabulous Bournville adventures with you! ✨
Now, I know what you're thinking. "Bournville? Isn't that just where they make chocolate?" Well, yes, it is – and what a delicious reason to visit! But it's so much more than just a chocolate factory, I promise. And as always, the Pink Tutu Sparkles' compass pointed me in this direction. A recent message on my social media caught my eye, mentioning a fantastic theatre group in Bournville, performing a piece inspired by the Ballets Russes. A perfect blend of my loves, you see: theatre, dance, and oh yes, a little touch of history. This girl was going to be there, no ifs, buts or even sparkly "and's"!
My trusty, pink-clad, tutu-adorned self stepped out into the frosty November air – oh, yes, winter's been chilly in Derbyshire lately, thank goodness for woolly tights under those sparkly tutus! My journey to Bournville, my loves, wasn't on your usual public transport. Today, I travelled by train - and what a fantastic one it was. You wouldn't believe the magnificent scenery we sped past – imagine my glee at being able to spot rolling countryside fields on my left, and the elegant curves of a sparkling lake on my right, as I tucked into my favourite vegan snack (cucumber sandwiches, naturally – everyone knows they go with a tutu!).
The anticipation in my heart grew with every mile. Bournville, with its charming houses and historical significance, seemed almost mythical to my Derbyshire heart. When the train finally pulled into Bournville station, I almost hopped off singing "If I Were a Rich Man", you know? 😉 But of course, a true queen must retain her elegance! So, I gracefully took my steps down the carriage and onto the station platform, exquisite in my shimmering hot pink ensemble with its billowing tulle and feathered headpiece – because even on a journey by rail, you always bring the sparkle, darling!
The air smelled like chocolate, with a faint hint of freshly-baked bread, making my tummy rumble with hunger. But first, the theatre. With a skip and a hop, I made my way through the bustling streets of Bournville, soaking in the historical atmosphere – you know me, I love finding vintage shops on my adventures! Eventually, I reached my destination: the local community theatre, buzzing with excitement as people arrived.
Oh, the stage, darling! Imagine: beautiful backdrops painted in the rich hues of old masters, lights ready to paint magical moments, and the smell of anticipation – oh, the energy, my darlings, was electric. As I stepped through the theatre doors, the most stunning young performer (whose real name was Alex, just like me! - what are the odds?) in a perfectly constructed purple tutu greeted me with a flourish and a welcoming smile.
The play, my dears, was divine. Imagine: ballerinas dancing on stage to the rhythm of Stravinsky, breathtaking costumes of swirling silk, and movements so fluid they seemed like painted swirls on a canvas! It was magical – and the best part was? I managed to snatch a few photos with the performers, showing the audience their unique, sparkling charm.
But the true magic happened after the play. Over cups of hot chocolate (chocolate being, after all, the hallmark of Bournville) in a charming, cozy tea room, I got to chat with the talented performers and even learn a few ballet moves from one of them. My friends, we danced around those dainty, tea-room tables in tutus until our sides ached. My, my, how do they always stay so nimble and graceful?! The lesson was well worth it – a tiny piece of that magic got infused into my spirit.
So, dear readers, Bournville, while indeed known for chocolate, has definitely stolen my heart! The welcoming people, the stunning play, and of course, the incredible talent of these lovely local performers made it truly unforgettable. And, just like that, I felt another inspiration coming my way, like a burst of sunshine on a snowy day: Bournville deserves a Pink Tutu Sparkles Show!
But enough of my travel tales for now – tomorrow's a brand-new day! Remember to keep your heads high, your spirits sparkling, and most importantly – wear that pink tutu with pride, my darlings. Until next time,
Stay Pink,
Pink Tutu Sparkles 💖
Extra Sparkling Moments from BournvilleTo show you, my sweet darlings, how very much fun I had in Bournville, here are a few more insights into my adventure:
Fashion Fiesta in Bournville! 👗👠
- What is a Pink Tutu Sparkles adventure without some fashion? Naturally, I took advantage of the vintage shops scattered throughout Bournville, and you know, found myself a few new treasures. A pink scarf, perfect for adding a touch of girly-ness to any ensemble, and a pair of glittery flats that would look fantastic with a tutu on any occasion. But remember, my dears, it's not about being perfect; it's about finding what makes your heart sing, whatever style you're feeling.
Food Glorious Food! 🍪🧁
- No Bournville adventure is complete without sampling some delicious local fare, now, is it? I'll confess, I was practically running through those factory doors just to get a taste of some of that irresistible Bournville chocolate. You can bet that a giant, meltingly-good chocolate bar made its way into my handbag, and I couldn't leave town without tasting the best scones and cakes the locals had to offer! The perfect afternoon tea to round off a glorious Bournville day!
*More Sparkle! 💎 ✨ *
- This trip has also given me an extra special inspiration. Imagine: "The Pink Tutu Sparkles and the Chocolate Fairy" – a charming story ballet for local children featuring, of course, a sprinkling of Pink Tutu Sparkles' signature style. You know, those stories where dreams take flight on tutus, where happiness blooms and, well, all good things get a sprinkle of pink. It's only a matter of time!
A quick word to all of you, my lovelies. Whether you're in the bustling streets of London, the rolling countryside of Derbyshire, or, as I am right now, soaking up the charm of Bournville – don't forget: it's always a good time for sparkle! A sprinkle of glitter, a burst of color, or simply, a bright smile - all make a difference in a world that can sometimes seem dull. Let your unique personality shine through, dear readers.
The next stop on the Pink Tutu Sparkles' map, my darlings? Well, you'll just have to tune in next time! 😉 Until then, keep on dreaming, keep on twirling, and always wear that tutu with confidence!
With all my love,
Pink Tutu Sparkles 💖
