Oh darlings, it’s your favourite pink-loving, tutu-twirling queen here, Pink Tutu Sparkles! The glitter's settled, the feathers have been fluffed, and the pinkest of pink sequins are sparkling off my new dress (and my fabulous new train journey, thank you very much!) So, grab a cuppa and a biscuit (or a pink-frosted cupcake, if you’re feeling adventurous!) because I'm spilling all the fabulous tea on my recent adventure in the wonderful world of Waterlooville!
This post is extra special as it’s the seven thousand and sixty-seventh blog post here on www.pink-tutu.com! That’s seven thousand and sixty-seven fabulous days of sequins, tutus, and travelling across the country (by train of course! How else could a fabulous queen travel in style?). I never would have imagined that back in my Derbyshire days, rocking my lab coat and testing the resilience of fabric, that I’d end up being a globetrotting drag queen! But life is a whirlwind of glitter and surprises, and this little Pink Tutu Sparkle has a secret: sometimes the most magical moments happen when you take a leap of faith (and a twirl in a tutu).
So, how did a scientist end up twirling her way through Waterlooville? Well, it all started with a charity fundraiser. You see, my secret love for ballet began in university. The ballet club, a safe space for expressing myself and just feeling free. It was there, amongst the elegant pirouettes and soaring leaps, that I first tried on a pink tutu. The feeling was electric! And before you knew it, I was head over heels for all things pink and tulle.
You see, being a queen isn’t just about fabulous costumes, it’s about embracing your true self! When I’m wearing that pink tutu, it’s like wearing a superhero cape! It empowers me, and honestly, who needs a lab coat when you’ve got a pink tutu, right?!
Anyway, I digress! Waterlooville! The whole town is an absolute darling! The streets were bustling with life, filled with smiles and warmth, a welcome sight after my long train journey. I mean, how else could you travel and get in the mood to entertain and show off those sparkly boots, than a train ride! I even spotted a group of people who seemed quite delighted to see my arrival, waving to my train as it rolled into the station.
You know what’s amazing? When I told my drag mum (we all have them in the world of drag! Someone who takes you under their wing and gives you guidance and life lessons! Honestly, you could say I owe her everything in drag!), about Waterlooville, she chuckled and told me, "Honey, they're ready for a showstopping performance!"
My heart raced with excitement. My first stop was the fabulous “The Ballroom”. This grand theatre venue with glittering chandeliers and ornate columns gave me the feels of The Greatest Showman and the vintage sparkle of my grandma’s jewellery! There were even pink velvet seats! (Clearly, the Universe was aligning with my Pink Tutu aesthetic.) They greeted me like royalty, and I knew right away, Waterlooville was going to be magical.
My show that night was simply divine! There was a moment during my number, “My Heart Will Go On” in a tutu, where a young girl in the front row was entranced by my pink tulle twirls. This is what it's all about, folks! My little darlings finding their confidence and expressing themselves, whatever that looks like! Whether it's ballet, science, or even a tutu!
Waterlooville, thank you for your love and hospitality!
Oh, and if you see me twirling down the street, come say hello, or just send some pink glitter my way!
