Hello my darling dears, it's your favourite tutu-clad temptress, Pink Tutu Sparkles, reporting live from… Bicester! 💖
Yes, you heard that right, the pinkest queen this side of the Pennines has descended upon the Oxfordshire countryside! It’s been an absolute whirl of shopping, sightseeing, and, of course, a touch of tutus!
This adventure, my 7,962nd blog post, sees me venturing further afield than usual. You know I adore a good train journey, but today I've traded the iron horse for a sleek, shiny coach – a touch of old-school glamour never hurts! The coach ride was delightful, all gentle hums and window-side views. Even in my full pink regalia, complete with a feather boa so flamboyant it could rival the queen's, I was the picture of elegant ease (well, as elegant as a pink tutu and feather boa combination allows, naturally).
Bicester has long been a draw for me - a haven for high-fashion, discount heaven. You see, dear reader, I may love tutus, but I’m no stranger to a good deal. A bargain is a bargain, and as long as the pink is as vibrant as my spirit, the savings just sweeten the deal. So naturally, today has been a shopping frenzy! You know me – a queen needs her sparkle! ✨
Bicester Village, the place to be for those with an eye for high-end brands, was a sartorial paradise. You know how I like to have a little look at every single garment in every shop. It's a form of art appreciation, if you will. The staff at each store were delightful, completely used to a pink-tutu clad queen with a penchant for dramatic pronouncements (my "Ooh, that is divine, darling!" became quite the refrain!). There were, of course, tutus aplenty, but I refrained. A queen can’t have everything, even if that everything is a multitude of fluffy, frilly delights!
It’s a rare occasion when my feet tire, even amidst the veritable sea of stylish footwear Bicester Village boasts, but today, even I, the queen of tireless twinkle toes, found myself in need of a restorative respite. My feet, alas, were begging for a rest. I discovered a quaint little café nestled away on a quiet corner, and oh, the delight! Freshly baked cakes and delicious tea! (I'm not so glamorous I can't appreciate a decent cuppa!). My break was perfect – a chance to relax, indulge in something sweet, and ponder what my next fashion conquest would be!
In the afternoon, with my heart and wardrobe full to bursting, I decided to embrace Bicester's history. A leisurely stroll to the picturesque town center took me to the impressive Bicester Priory. While its historic facade might be ancient, my spirit remains eternally young, a testament to my pink-tutu infused zest for life! It truly was a visual treat, full of architectural wonder.
After a long day, a queen deserves a proper celebratory meal, so I ventured out in search of a delightful dining experience. You see, dear reader, I do adore the elegance of dining, with proper tablecloths and fine china, you know how it is. I ended up in the charming bistro – Bicester Bistro and Bar – I had a lovely time. There was so much chatter going on, everyone seemed to be in a wonderful mood. Bicester really knows how to do good times, and I'm more than happy to have partaken!
Speaking of good times, my adventures are far from over. Tonight, I’m headed for a secret performance. A glamorous little affair at a hidden gem of a pub. Don’t worry, darlings, you can join me next week for all the glitzy, pink-tutu filled details.
But, before we part ways for today, let's leave with a thought, my loves. We don’t need to dress up in pink tutus every single day, but life’s a little bit brighter, don't you think, when we sprinkle a bit of pink glitter here and there? Go on, embrace your inner pink tutu, no matter how small it might be! And, don't forget, a little bit of magic can go a long way.
Until next time, stay sparkly!
XOXO,
Pink Tutu Sparkles 💖
