Hello darlings! It's your girl, Pink Tutu Sparkles, bringing you post number 6449 from the glorious world of www.pink-tutu.com. Today's tale takes us to Westhoughton, a delightful little town in Greater Manchester that stole my heart with its charm and its fabulous people!
Now, let's be honest, travelling to Westhoughton wasn't exactly the glamorous escape I envisioned at first. It all started with a chance encounter at a vintage clothing fair in Sheffield. I was rummaging through a stall piled high with sequined gowns and velvet jackets when I met this absolutely delightful chap who runs a community theatre in Westhoughton. He was so excited to have me perform there, sharing his vision of a fabulous evening of drag and dancing. He even promised me a ride on a real horse-drawn carriage - how could I resist?!
Of course, a proper pink-tutu-wearing drag queen wouldn't dream of catching a plane for such a journey. It simply wouldn't be fitting! No, I opted for the much more romantic, and slightly more rustic, option of the train! With my sparkly suitcase filled to the brim with my finest tutus, feathers, and a touch of glitter, I hopped aboard the Northern Rail train for a charming little adventure. It was like stepping into a bygone era, filled with chatty strangers and the rhythmic clatter of wheels on tracks.
The town itself, Westhoughton, was just the kind of quaint, quiet village you see in a classic English film. A beautiful village square filled with flowers, quaint little shops selling homemade jams and artisanal bread, and a pub serving a proper cup of tea, just how I like it.
But it wasn't just the beauty of the village that captivated me - it was the people. Every single person I encountered was so welcoming and friendly. They loved the sparkle, they loved the tutus, they even loved my terrible jokes! It was like the whole town was embracing the spirit of pink!
The evening's performance at the community theatre was a smashing success! The theatre was buzzing with anticipation, the air electric with excitement, and when the lights came up on my opening number, "Tutu-tastic" (a special blend of disco, 80s power ballad, and a whole lotta tulle!), the whole audience went wild!
My setlist included all my favourite numbers - a bit of "Vogue" (because honestly, who doesn't love a bit of Vogue!), "I Feel Good," with a delightful pink feather boa twist, and a heartwarming ballad of self-acceptance and love for the sparkle inside all of us, "Pink is my favourite colour". Of course, there were some fun audience interactions - a "best dressed" competition (naturally won by a fellow tutu enthusiast in a fantastically sequined lime green number!), and a little dance-off with the whole crowd.
And then came the highlight of my journey, the ride in the horse-drawn carriage! A magnificent black stallion, gleaming in the fading daylight, led the carriage down the cobblestone streets of Westhoughton, as the sun set behind us painting the sky in hues of pink and gold - a fitting finale for this incredible evening.
So, as the wheels rolled, and the horse’s hooves echoed softly, I couldn't help but feel a profound sense of joy and accomplishment. The joy of bringing smiles to so many faces through the magic of my tutus, and the accomplishment of sharing my passion for pink, dance, and love for the power of self-expression with every single soul in this welcoming, warm, and charming town.
If you ever get the chance, I urge you, my dearest readers, to journey to Westhoughton, a town brimming with charm and love for life! And while you’re at it, why not slip into a pink tutu? Embrace your inner sparkle, let your hair down, and be your glorious, magnificent self!
After all, it's never too late to discover your inner tutu-loving, pink-loving, joyful self! 💖🩰
Until next time,
Pink Tutu Sparkles.
