Hello darlings! Pink Tutu Sparkles here, reporting live from the fabulously vibrant town of Bloxwich! Today’s post is a little bit different, it’s not all about sequins and shimmering feathers, though those will be making a glamorous appearance later. This one's dedicated to the journey! That’s right, the glamorous journey of Pink Tutu Sparkles, otherwise known as me, your favourite Derbyshire drag queen with a passion for pink tutus, and even bigger passion for a good ol' fashioned train journey.
Oh, Bloxwich, how I adore thee! A quick mention to my incredible stylist, who I met by chance on the platform at Derby station. She, dear darlings, is a veritable whiz with fabric, turning those dusty, old train carriage curtains into an exquisite, pink floral-themed jacket. Seriously, it was a triumph!
But let's go back a bit. My travels started this time with a hop on the trusty East Midlands train from good ol' Derby. That's my hometown, darlings, and as a bona fide Derbyshire gal, it just wouldn't feel right travelling to any fair, venue or festival in the wider world without taking in some good old British scenery first. It truly is a lovely sight, isn't it?
Now, I always pack light, my dear readers. This isn't about a whirlwind of luggage, but rather, a whirlwind of excitement! My signature pink tutu, which, by the way, has been specially treated to make it resistant to both spilled tea and the odd mischievous rogue cat, lives in its own suitcase, the diva she is. But I can never be separated from my good ol' Pink Tutu Sparkles kit, packed with an array of feathers, sequins, and glitter - just enough for a quick and fabulous touch-up.
Talking of touch-ups, Bloxwich didn't let me down! The station, though maybe not as flashy as some of the London ones, had a fantastic coffee shop where I indulged in a hot chocolate and a generous slab of Victoria Sponge, and a spot of face powder. I was looking glam in no time, with the added bonus of feeling like the Queen Bee of the entire station.
And then there was the train journey, oh darlings, the train journey! Just picture this: me, in my stunning, new pink floral jacket (courtesy of my stylist from the platform) twirling, dancing, and singing my heart out. Oh, and let's not forget the fabulous head-turning that accompanied each one of my carefully crafted moves! It’s important to spread the joy and love to all the passengers. Naturally, my tutu was carefully tucked in, for good measure, it's a diva in her own right and needs to travel with grace!
My journey may not have been on horseback like some of the fancy folk I've seen in my travels. But for me, a true British girl, nothing beats the train! I got chatting to some charming people in the carriage too - you'd be surprised how many of them secretly dream of a pink tutu in their lives, just haven't found the right one yet. My job? To encourage, of course. We're in this together, spreading glitter, glam, and tutus. All aboard!
After all the excitement of the train ride, I found myself in Bloxwich, a town with so much energy! Now, for you sweet darlings who haven’t seen this place yet, I’ve got to tell you it’s one of the cutest places! And don’t get me wrong, cute doesn't mean lacking style - it's all about that vintage, quirky charm. A place that's so delightfully, vibrantly authentic - just the perfect vibe for a queen in pink.
I spent the rest of the day exploring. Let’s just say the local charity shops were pure magic. I unearthed some true gems - you wouldn't believe the vintage sequins I got my hands on! Imagine, a sequined waistcoat the perfect pink shade for a new dazzling show, maybe next month! Bloxwich is not just full of character, it’s also a bargain hunter's paradise.
Before long, it was time for my grand performance! Tonight I was showcasing my act, a kaleidoscope of colour, music and magic, all culminating in an impressive twirl routine where, as a tribute to Bloxwich, I even threw in a couple of iconic "Bloxwich' style spins and whirls - think "Dancing in the Street", with a good dose of ballerina flair! Needless to say, the audience went wild, my performance received a standing ovation. The response to my Pink Tutu mission? Absolutely phenomenal! It's safe to say that by the end of the show, several of those brave, beautiful people were on their way to trying their own Pink Tutu journeys.
To wrap up my trip, I want to say thank you. Thank you, Bloxwich, for your warmth, your character and of course, your amazing atmosphere. And of course, to my lovely, lovely readers for coming on this fabulous adventure with me. This trip proved yet again that Pink Tutu Sparkles doesn't just make fashion statements, it makes magic. Now if you'll excuse me, it’s back on the train and off to the next fabulously pink destination, with my tutu twirling and my heart singing! Stay sparkly, and never ever stop dreaming pink!
Pink Tutu Sparkles xo
