Post #7581
Hello my lovely darlings, and welcome back to my little corner of the internet! It's your favourite pink tutu wearing drag queen, Pink Tutu Sparkles, here, and today, I'm overflowing with excitement to tell you all about my incredible trip to Boston!
Oh my goodness, you guys, Boston is absolutely magical! I can't even begin to express how much I loved it. Just picture this: cobbled streets, quaint red brick buildings, charming boutiques brimming with colourful fashion treasures...it truly felt like stepping straight into a whimsical fairytale.
Of course, no trip of mine is complete without a splash of pink! And let me tell you, Boston didn't disappoint. From the pink lemonade I enjoyed at a little café on Beacon Hill, to the blush-hued floral displays in the Public Garden, and the soft pink sunset that painted the sky over the Charles River, I felt like I was in my own personal bubble of pink perfection!
But this wouldn't be a Pink Tutu Sparkles post without some fabulous tutu adventures, wouldn't it? Now, I know what you're thinking – how could a tutu possibly fit into the hustle and bustle of a bustling city like Boston? But, my darlings, believe me, it was the perfect complement!
My journey began in grand style. Imagine, a grand old railway station, with its high vaulted ceilings and echoing bustle of excited travellers, all this bathed in a soft golden light. Then picture this vision in pink - a bright pink tutu swirling as I sashayed towards the train, my bright pink hair bouncing with each step. That's me, arriving in Boston in a whirl of glitter and tulle! Of course, my bright pink suitcase is a dead giveaway I'm not just any ordinary traveller. Oh, the stares, the smiles, the gasps! It was truly an unforgettable entrance. My fellow travellers couldn't resist the infectious joy that seemed to follow me everywhere I went.
Speaking of travelling, can we talk about the beauty of taking a train journey? There's something truly special about gliding along the tracks, gazing out at the ever-changing landscape. This journey was like being whisked through a picture book, the scenery changing from emerald green fields to picturesque towns, their colourful houses huddled together like friends, then the magnificent skyscrapers of the city coming into view. I just had to share the joy with my Instagram followers and my wonderful blog followers!
The minute I arrived in Boston, I knew I had to get myself down to the ballet. This was not a "ballet performance", but the ballet I was desperate to experience! The ballet class, I mean! You guys, the energy in those classes was electrifying. Watching those graceful bodies move with such fluidity, it was a breathtaking sight.
And, guess what? I actually tried on a tutu! Not just any tutu though, a beautiful pale pink creation that felt like a dream come true. For the first time in a while, I let myself feel that incredible, powerful emotion that came flooding back from those days I used to go to ballet classes in Derby. Those days spent perfecting my pirouettes in a sea of other girls, a time in my life where dreams could be chased without any fear. This tutu took me back.
Later, it was time for the ultimate Boston treat - the Freedom Trail. You could find me in my bright pink, glittery, custom-made, showstopper tutu (no way I was going to miss an opportunity to show Boston that Pink Tutu Sparkles had arrived) strutting my stuff and enjoying the sights and sounds of this historical trail. I mean, how could I possibly walk around those old churches, those stunning architecture pieces without being a beacon of bright pink? It felt like my tutu was radiating a sense of history as I bounced along the cobbled paths, passing the many, lovely independent shops along the way. It even made the historic graveyards feel exciting - with its vibrant colour in a black and white world.
But no trip to Boston would be complete without some delectable food, wouldn't it? Boston lobster rolls, anyone? It’s a firm favourite of mine, but the best lobster rolls I have ever tasted were found on the harbour side. We sat outside, looking out over the beautiful ocean, enjoying the view of the twinkling lights reflecting off the water, with a glass of refreshing iced tea and a glorious pink sunset filling the sky!
Later, the day progressed with the most fun and vibrant experience I've ever encountered! This time I went back to the theatre, for the 'ShowBoat', a real Broadway production, with an energetic, bright and full cast, a fantastic set, and lots of audience participation. I really felt like the vibrant energy was swirling around me! It was my kind of evening! I even met up with my new friend from a previous visit, The Queen of the Tutus! She looked incredibly glamorous in a striking black and silver sequined tutu and together we created a beautiful sight, drawing admiring gazes and awestruck smiles from the theatre-goers. This wasn't just theatre, it was the pinnacle of theatre going - the magic and colour was intense, I could hardly take it all in! Then a little peek behind the scenes during a brief backstage meeting was such an exhilarating experience! The team that made this theatre magic was wonderful - and with their approval I got to have a peek at their gorgeous costume department. This was another little secret moment for my blog which made it oh so much better for me!
Of course, a trip to Boston is all about embracing the culture, so I made sure to visit as many museums as I could. The Museum of Fine Arts had me absolutely enthralled! All that art! And not to be missed was the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum, where I felt completely transported to another era, its beautifully manicured courtyard giving way to captivating rooms full of treasures from all over the world. Each gallery was its own, miniature, dreamworld. And don't even get me started on the shops they have - the sheer number and variety of shops selling colourful clothing and crafts was mind-boggling. My credit card didn’t have a chance! I am an inveterate shopaholic after all! I'll share the details with you when I’m back on British soil, darlings!
It was the sheer volume of the art that was mind-blowing! But I'll let you into a secret: you might not think it, but those magnificent museums, even with all their historical value, can be very intimidating for even a pink-tutu clad drag queen, at first glance. It's hard to go into something as vast as the museum of Fine Arts and imagine that this could be a place where Pink Tutu Sparkles would be most welcomed! That feeling made me realise just how far Pink Tutu Sparkles has come in just a few years! Remember, I am just a scientist who loves science by day and a drag queen by night! But all those little events and appearances had a gradual effect on building up my confidence so that now, being in such an amazing place as this felt perfectly normal, if not slightly strange. My dream to bring my art to as many people as possible and be the "Tutu Queen" is still going strong - all those people wearing pink tutus just because of me is a fantastic ambition that fills my soul. Even a beautiful Boston Museum wouldn't stop me from carrying my dream to the heights! The staff of the museum seemed genuinely fascinated, by my Pink Tutu Sparkles dress - the way they would stop, look, smile and give a wave. Just before leaving, one of them popped into my local museum shop to get me the prettiest pink tote bag ever! I just loved them all so much! Even for Pink Tutu Sparkles, the art world of Boston feels strangely intimate. It wasn’t until the following day that I could stop myself and remember my original ambition, I wanted to spread some colour in my neighbourhood at my local community arts center in a quieter part of the city, using my new tote bag!
But perhaps the highlight of my trip was meeting the most incredible local drag artists! The creativity and talent in Boston is simply astounding, and I was lucky enough to catch some of the most fabulous drag shows. From glamorous cabaret performances, full of shimmer and sequins, to sassy lip-syncing battles, full of fierce energy and attitude, it was all an exhilarating experience! Meeting these inspiring artists left me buzzing with ideas for my next act.
I'm already looking forward to my next trip to Boston, my dears! Who knows, perhaps I'll even find a beautiful pink tutu shop to add to my growing collection. I can already imagine it: me, decked out in my finest pink tutu, twirling around the streets of Boston, spreading joy and glitter wherever I go! Until then, darlings, stay sparkly and fabulous. I'll catch you on the next pink adventure. xoxo
