#7709 - Pink-Tutu.com - 7th February 2021
Hello my darlings! It's Pink Tutu Sparkles here, fresh from a fabulous trip to the beautiful seaside town of Newtownards in Northern Ireland. I'm still buzzing from my performance, the applause, the cheering, and the thrilling number of people I convinced to slip on a pink tutu! You guys are simply the best! 💗
It feels like ages since my last adventure, but truth be told, it was only a mere week ago that I was waltzing across the stage in sunny Bournemouth. However, it's always a blast getting to explore new towns and spread the Pink Tutu Gospel! You see, darlings, my mission in life isn't just about shimmering sequins and swirling tulle, though let's be real, that's definitely a big part of it! It's about spreading joy, celebrating the beauty of being you, and encouraging everyone to unleash their inner Pink Tutu Sparkles, whatever that may look like. 😉
Now, Newtownards… where to even begin? From the charming cobbled streets lined with quaint shops to the stunning views overlooking the sparkling blue sea, this town captured my heart right away. There's an undeniable warmth and friendliness to the locals, which made it a joy to be there. Speaking of warmth, I swear the Irish hospitality has to be the best in the world, so it goes without saying, the food was absolutely divine. And, oh darling, you wouldn't believe the pastries they have over there! Think buttery, flaky croissants filled with velvety cream and more sugar than your heart can handle – heavenly! 💖
My travels started in the most glamorous way imaginable. After spending a day thoroughly exploring the charming markets and shops of Newtownards (and making a few strategic purchases, naturally!), I headed for the local railway station. There's something about train journeys that just scream "fairytale," especially when you're a pink tutu-clad drag queen with a sparkle in her eye! The journey from Newtownards was simply divine. 🚂💨
The carriage I ended up in was quiet, full of people absorbed in books, headphones, or the ever-present digital screens. You know how I love a little quiet time to recharge and prepare for a performance, but there I was – the one colourful spark in a sea of neutrals. 😉
Now, darling, I don’t know about you, but a proper travelling outfit has to tick some boxes, so let’s discuss my spectacular ensemble for my journey to the North Coast. My outfit was an absolute showstopper – I'm talking an electric pink two-piece suit with huge statement earrings and shoes that glittered under the train lights, topped off, of course, by a billowing, powder pink tulle tutu with layers and layers of ruffles. 💖💅💃
This outfit screamed "Pink Tutu Sparkles" in the most flamboyant, glorious way, and by the time we pulled into the station, it had definitely generated some excited whispers and double takes. One thing I've learned on my travels is that you never know who you might inspire. It could be the slightly embarrassed, bespectacled gentleman sitting across from me, trying desperately to hide his inner dancer. Or it could be a grandmotherly woman, taking in the spectacle with a sly grin, ready to bust a move in a sparkly pink tutu of her own when nobody's looking. You just never know! 😄
My performances in Newtownards were just breathtaking. The first night I found myself in a beautiful old theater. There’s just something about the air in these historic buildings – it feels steeped in history and echoes with the performances of bygone eras. 🎭 But it wasn’t just the venue – the crowd in Newtownards was incredible. They laughed at my jokes, danced with wild abandon to my songs, and, of course, took pictures of my extraordinary pink tutus. The second night found me under a beautifully decorated marquee by the harbor, right under the twinkling, starlit sky! The sea air and gentle music made it a magical experience, and of course, everyone in the audience joined in and had a right good time. 😄💃🕺
However, even a Pink Tutu Queen can't exist on glitter and tulle alone. Between performances, I found myself taking a short walk along the seafront in Newtownards. The beautiful harbor is just teeming with life, with boats bobbing gently on the water and the occasional seagull circling above. And then I found this amazing bookshop nestled amongst the harbourside stalls, full of beautiful old books, and you guessed it, I couldn't resist adding a couple more treasures to my already enormous collection! 🥰
Before I knew it, the time came for my departure from Newtownards. As my train chugged back towards the big city, I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sadness that I had to leave this charming seaside town behind. But as I boarded the train, I also felt an incredible surge of joy – joy for the amazing adventures that awaited me, joy for the new friends I made in Newtownards, and most importantly, joy that a little pink tutu queen could spark joy in others, one dance at a time. ❤️
Until next time, my darlings, keep those tutus twirling!
Stay sparkly,
Pink Tutu Sparkles ✨💖
