Oh darling, let me tell you about Waterlooville! It’s a little town in Hampshire, you know, tucked away just north of Portsmouth. Not exactly known for its haute couture, or its ballet scene, but don't let that fool you! Waterlooville, you've captured my heart with your unassuming charm and kind locals. I felt like a real princess (well, a pink tutu-wearing princess!) while I was there.
And speaking of princessy things, can we talk about the trains?! The way they carried me across the country to reach Waterlooville, so elegantly chugging along... It felt just like one of those old films, with the steam engines billowing and the carriage swaying gently. My tutu and I certainly felt glamorous!
Let me take you back to the start of my journey though. It's always a whirlwind packing for a new adventure as Pink Tutu Sparkles! This time, I went all out. You see, my latest tutu collection had just arrived and they needed a debut! It’s a dazzling explosion of fluffy pink and lilac, perfect for a night under the stars, with rhinestones sparkling like dewdrops. Oh darling, let me tell you, the locals absolutely adored it! They loved my pink eyeshadow and my blush that made my cheeks match my tutus perfectly.
And don't even get me started on the shopping spree I had before my Waterlooville gig. I discovered the most amazing vintage boutique tucked away in the heart of town. We're talking exquisite hats, gowns dripping with beads, and shoes that screamed 'high fashion'. Oh, the bargains I scored! And guess what? I even found the most adorable, perfectly pink beret that matched my new tutu perfectly. This little hat was absolutely divine!
My evening performance in Waterlooville was in a gorgeous, old pub with dark wooden beams and a crackling fire. It’s a favourite for locals, apparently, and everyone was so welcoming. Honestly, it was magical. There were families, couples, even a few dog walkers (though I’m not sure the pups quite understood the pink tutu). But they all loved my performance, they all clapped and hooted and, well, it was utterly heartwarming! I even had a couple of requests to play "Dancing Queen" by Abba - you know, just for the extra dose of sparkles.
Now, you know I love my dance. So when I heard there was a ballet studio in Waterlooville, I couldn't resist! You see, I have this thing about pink tutus… well, everything pink. Pink is the color of dreams, the color of joy! It’s an absolute symbol of femininity and love, don't you agree? I felt so in my element swirling around in those practice rooms! The locals at the studio even had pink tutus too! (though not as dazzling as mine, of course! hehe!)
My journey back was equally glamorous! After bidding farewell to my new friends at Waterlooville, I took the train back to Derbyshire, a little quieter than the big city but my home sweet home nonetheless. But let me tell you, I didn't leave my tutu behind! No darling, my darling tutu and I, well, we're pretty inseparable. She came back with me for more tea and scones and cuddles on the sofa. She's my trusty sidekick, a part of my persona, Pink Tutu Sparkles, wouldn't be the same without her.
If you're looking for a new place to discover, somewhere that embraces pink tutus and sparkles and doesn’t judge a good time… well, Waterlooville is a real hidden gem.
Remember, dear reader, the world is waiting to be dusted with pink sparkles. And it all starts with a tutu. Oh, and don’t forget to check in with me on www.pink-tutu.com - you’ll find new stories, sparkles and even a sprinkle of science every day!
Love,
Pink Tutu Sparkles xx
