Hello lovelies, it's your favourite Pink Tutu Sparkles here, bringing you all the latest glitter and grace from the wonderful world of tutus and travel! This is post number 7057 on www.pink-tutu.com, can you believe it?! It feels like just yesterday I was rocking a tiny, pink tutu at my first drag show in a dingy pub in Derby (my home town, you know!).
Anyway, enough reminiscing, let’s get on with this week’s adventures. As you all know, Chingford has been on my travel list for ages, ever since I saw a photo of the glorious Chingford Mount on social media, looking like a gigantic pink cupcake, cough I mean, absolutely majestic! 😉
But before I reveal all about my trip to the wondrous town of Chingford, let me tell you how I got there! This week, it wasn’t by train. Oh no, this time I had the most fabulous adventure: I rode to Chingford on horseback! Honestly, imagine it - me, all decked out in my latest pink tulle creation, riding a beautiful grey mare through the English countryside. Absolutely picture-perfect.
So, we finally arrived at the stables just outside of Chingford and my goodness, it was heavenly! The stables were surrounded by beautiful gardens filled with fragrant roses. My heart nearly skipped a beat! 🌹 You all know I love a bit of pink and they were literally overflowing with them!
Now, I didn’t have a big show lined up for this trip. No, my focus was on the sheer joy of exploring a new town and enjoying some peaceful downtime. Plus, Chingford is an absolutely amazing spot to relax and just enjoy the sights, especially for a tutu enthusiast like myself.
You see, Chingford has a long and beautiful history. The local park, named after our beloved Queen Victoria (pink, naturally!) - is like a haven for nature lovers and a total dream for me! Imagine this - me, dressed in my fluffiest pink tulle skirt, skipping through the meadows, surrounded by blooming flowers, stopping to admire the historic statues and ponds, basking in the sunshine. I was basically a living fairy tale, with an extra dash of pink. 👑
Speaking of historical attractions, Chingford was brimming with them! I couldn’t resist visiting the 15th-century Chingford Church, with its beautiful stained glass windows. There I sat in the pews and tried to imagine the past, and the lovely pink dresses and fancy hats the people might have worn. I imagined their colourful stories unfolding all around me… Of course, there’s no place for tutus in churches (I checked, just in case), but I took some lovely photos to post on social media for my fab fans back home.
After all that exploration, my feet were a little tired, so it was time for a quick pit stop. You bet your bottom dollar I was craving something delicious and oh so pink! A cute little cafe with the sweetest pastel pink walls called "Pinkies's Delights" was right there in the middle of the town square. There I had the most scrumptious afternoon tea you could imagine - tiny pink cakes, sandwiches with crusty pink bread, and even a glass of pink lemonade (so good)! I indulged like the true queen I am, all in the name of good taste (literally, and figuratively of course)! 😜
Feeling properly re-energised, I set out on my most treasured activity - a visit to Chingford’s famous ballet studio! Oh my goodness, my dear followers, it was absolute magic! I tried out some ballet steps, just like in the old days before my pink tutu days started, you know! As a self-proclaimed "ballet aficionado" I can tell you that the atmosphere was absolutely divine. From the beautifully polished floors to the walls decorated with old ballet posters, everything exuded elegance. The dancers were fantastic too! I even had the opportunity to join in on their warm-up and you won't believe it… I even managed to pull off a couple of fouettés! I may be a tad rusty (since those science labs don’t exactly encourage pirouettes), but I still remember the steps from my ballet club days! Let’s just say I left those dance classes feeling inspired and absolutely ready to bring the ballet into my next show. 😉
Before saying goodbye to this beautiful town, I simply couldn’t resist visiting the majestic Chingford Mount that inspired this trip in the first place. Let me tell you, the view from the top was breathtaking! All the way from Epping Forest, to the glistening Thames… a beautiful landscape just perfect for dreaming and gazing out upon the world. With my pink tutu blowing in the breeze and the sunset lighting up the sky in the most fabulous shade of pink, I couldn’t help but dream of making the world a little more pink, a little more magical… a little more tutu-tastic!
The final evening in Chingford was spent with a delicious pink ice cream, the flavour was "Pinkalicious Cherry," so delicious! And the best part was… the sun dipped down behind the picturesque thatched rooftops, painting the entire town in a heavenly pink glow, a symphony of pastel shades! It truly was a magical way to say goodbye to Chingford.
And so, my darlings, with my pink tutu dreams filled to the brim with wonder, I bid adieu to the enchanting town of Chingford. It truly was a trip that was full of adventure, pinkness, and the beauty of the simplest pleasures, just as Pink Tutu Sparkles always dreams about. I’ll be back soon, Chingford, that I can assure you. I have so much more exploring to do!
Until then, keep your spirits high, keep your pink tutus handy and, of course, keep an eye out on this blog. There are even more adventures coming your way! Remember, every day is a chance to make the world a little more pink and a little more dazzling. Just be brave, be confident and remember, you are your own little pink princess. Now go forth and sparkle! ✨
