#TutuQueen on 2021-04-27 stars in Rotherham

Post Number: 7788

Oh darlings, did you know it's practically impossible to go to Rotherham without a pink tutu? Impossible, I tell you! 😂 That's what I was telling my lovely drag family on the train north – and frankly, they looked a bit dubious. I mean, how can I resist? Pink tutus and trains – a combo as magical as a rainbow in a freshly baked cupcake. 🌈🎂

And here we are – in the beautiful, bustling Rotherham. This little town might not be famous for its pink tutu-wearing drag queens, but I'm going to change that, my dears! 😜 This post is number 7788, and let me tell you, after 7,787 days of blogging, Pink Tutu Sparkles is never going to stop. There's simply too much fabulous to discover, too many sparkling sequins to try, too many hearts to sprinkle with pink glitter. 💕✨

I don't know about you, but I am feeling especially effervescent this week. The last few days have been a whirlwind. I was even asked to help with a photoshoot for a new fashion brand – all because of my pink tutus, mind you! You can never underestimate the power of a truly exquisite tulle. 💖

Anyway, back to the adventure at hand! We arrived in Rotherham with enough pink sparkle to make even the most dreary day brighter. My darling manager, Penelope (you know, the one with the turquoise feather boa) booked us into this adorable little guesthouse in the heart of the town, all quaint brick and roses. Honestly, it’s almost too twee to handle – I swear, every morning I wake up expecting to find myself surrounded by teacups and doilies. I've already tried to convince the guesthouse owner to add a couple of extra tutu-shaped pillows to the rooms - because you know, it's all about adding a bit of Pink Tutu Sparkle to every single detail! 💖

But listen, you can’t just hang out in a guesthouse all day. That’s for tourists, darlings! 🙅‍♀️ I need to explore. Luckily, Rotherham is a town with enough personality to make my inner ballerina spin like a dizzying tornado. We found the most fabulous vintage shop filled with everything from antique costume jewelry to gorgeous 50s dresses – the kind you'd wear to a dance-off with Gene Kelly himself! 🤩 Needless to say, my credit card nearly imploded. My wardrobe could not be happier.

And oh my gosh, you guys, we discovered the BEST pie shop. You have not lived until you've tasted Rotherham’s answer to a gourmet dessert - it was practically a symphony of flavour on a plate. I can't even tell you what kind of pie it was, but I think the pastry chef must have used a unicorn horn to create it. You wouldn't believe the swirls of cream and buttery crust, all crowned with a generous dusting of powdered sugar… oh my, I might need a second serving, but that's a secret, my dears. 🤫

But it wasn't all cupcakes and chiffon, my darling readers! On our way back to the guesthouse, we came across the most charming little independent bookshop. You know how I am about finding forgotten corners of history – it's right up my street! 📚💖 I ended up buying an intriguing book on the history of ballet in Derbyshire (because I’m just a little obsessed, darling! 💖 I need to keep up with the latest research and find more ways to infuse Pink Tutu Sparkles into the history of the world!), which made the long train journey home infinitely more entertaining.

As the saying goes, all work and no play makes Pink Tutu Sparkles a dull girl. 😅 So the next day, we were off to the Rotherham theatre. This time, my manager Penelope booked us in for an exclusive backstage tour, because, frankly, Pink Tutu Sparkles needs to see how they do things! And of course, we met the cast, took selfies, and admired all those glittering costumes! 💖✨

I am absolutely obsessed with theatre. I love how it blends acting and music with sets and props and costuming - It’s the perfect mix of imagination and artistry! And let me tell you, seeing all those ballerinas on the stage - graceful as swans, beautiful in their flowing skirts and slippers - well, let's just say it gave my soul a little twinkle. 💕

By this point, dear readers, we’d become connoisseurs of all things Rotherham – and that, I think, meant just one thing. It was time for a special ballet performance to celebrate all that we'd discovered! It's time for my pièce de résistance - the pink tutu show, baby! The excitement is practically fizzing, bubbling, and popping right out of me. And oh my dear, the costumes - I am not going to reveal everything (you know, gotta keep it under wraps for the big show!), but there's an enormous pink boa with glitter, feathers, and even a touch of velvet… and some other secret touches that will have to wait for the grand premiere! 💖

I must confess, I’m already counting down the minutes until I step out onto the stage - that glorious spotlight beaming down on the shimmer of the pink tulle. ✨ I can practically hear the cheers from the audience now. Every glance, every clap, is a love letter to the pink tutu, to ballet, to the dazzling magic that a girl can conjure up when she twirls and dances in the spotlight. 🩰

Until next time, darlings. Pink Tutu Sparkles is signing off.

Do you want to join in the fun? You can follow my adventures on www.pink-tutu.com. Just keep an eye out for the next post. We’ve got big things planned, darling. Trust me on this one. You won’t want to miss out! 💕