#TutuQueen on 2022-03-14 stars in Wrecsam

Hello, darlings! Pink Tutu Sparkles here, your favourite tutu-wearing, pink-loving drag queen! It's your girl, Alex, on the road again, and this time, I've found myself in the delightful little town of Wrecsam, a little gem in Wales that stole my heart (and my sequins!).

This post is dedicated to all the amazing folks I met and all the dazzling fun I had while exploring this charming little corner of the world! Now, let's delve into my journey, shall we?

You know how I always say, "Life is a tutu waiting to be twirled"? Well, Wrecsam, my dears, was a glorious whirlwind of twirling, fabulousness, and delightful discoveries. My trip began, as many do, with a dash of magic and a pinch of adventure. The journey from my Derbyshire home was by train - a comfortable and peaceful journey filled with lovely scenery and enough time for me to slip into my sparkly new "Wrecsam Wanderlust" outfit. A fabulous pink tutu, of course, because what's a Pink Tutu Sparkles adventure without a pink tutu?

Upon arrival in Wrecsam, I couldn't wait to feel the charming energy of the town! My first stop? The National Trust's "Plas Newydd" for a bit of history and a delightful afternoon tea in the tearoom. Oh, the scones were delightful, and I even managed to slip in a little twirl or two amongst the flower gardens. They simply demanded it, wouldn't you agree?

Next, I explored the quirky and delightful independent shops of Wrecsam. One store in particular - a darling little vintage clothing shop, housed in a beautifully renovated historic building, became my "home away from home." I snagged a fabulous pink feather boa and a vintage pair of rose-coloured glasses that absolutely screamed "Wrecsam Glamour" - which is basically my whole drag persona in a nutshell, you see!

But Wrecsam isn't just a charming town of independent shops and tea-time treats; it's also brimming with energy and exciting nightlife. And, of course, being a queen, I had to make an appearance! So, I was booked for a performance at a lovely little live music pub - "The Dragon's Lair" they called it. And as you know, dear readers, my tutu shines most brightly on the stage. I shimmied and sashayed, danced and twirled my way into the hearts of everyone in the place, all dressed in my bespoke "Wrecsam Queen" look - a magnificent pink feather boa, a flowing tutu, and a glitter-studded cape (for dramatic entrances, darling).

The audience was electric, I must tell you. The cheers were thunderous, the applause deafening, and I think I heard a few "You go, girl!"s. But even more fulfilling was the fact that I managed to spark joy and spread some Pink Tutu Magic in that pub. There was a little girl sitting front row in a fluffy pink dress who looked up at me with sparkling eyes, and her little hands clapped in time to the music - that's when you know you've really hit the spot, you see?

Speaking of sparkly things and music, did you know Wrecsam has a thriving dance scene? After my performance, I was invited by a charming young woman named Anya, a ballerina I met at the Dragon's Lair, to join her for a ballet class at a local dance school. Now, as you all know, I live for a good twirl, so how could I possibly refuse?

The studio itself was full of the familiar aroma of sweat, sawdust, and hard work - you know the kind that gives birth to brilliance, darling. Anya's dance instructor, a lovely woman named Esme, showed us some beautiful sequences from Swan Lake, which reminded me of my favourite ballet shows I saw during my university days in Derbyshire. That's where I fell in love with tutus, you know. It was for a charity event at university and one of my friends was the ballerina doing the solo - she looked like a vision, all ethereal and sparkling. I slipped on her spare tutu (just for fun) and knew at that moment, there was something special about those wispy, voluminous layers of pink fabric.

Later that night, we went to the Wrecsam Theatre for a live performance of "The Nutcracker." You know I can never resist a good ballet! This time, though, it was the community performance of the Nutcracker by local dancers and schoolchildren. It was heart-warming to watch, so beautiful and heart-filled. I shed a few tears, not gonna lie, watching so many talented and eager individuals work their magic on stage.

This whole Wrecsam experience left me feeling exhilarated, happy, and positively filled with glitter. I'll never forget the kindness, the smiles, and the pure joy I experienced during my trip. The next morning, I even slipped on my new rose-coloured glasses for a breakfast at a charming cafe before hopping back on the train to Derbyshire. The train journey home gave me a chance to reflect on my time in Wrecsam and how my little spark of pink tutu magic brought happiness and a few more twirls into people's lives.

Remember, darlings, that every moment, every journey is a chance to embrace your inner tutu queen! No matter where you are, no matter who you are, a touch of pink, a hint of glitter, and a twirl or two can make all the difference. And so, my loves, keep sparkling, keep twirling, and stay fabulous, because I'll be back for more tutu-tastic adventures very soon.

Till next time,

Pink Tutu Sparkles.

PS: You can find more of my travel tales and fabulousness on www.pink-tutu.com!

PSPS: Don't forget, everyone, join the pink tutu revolution! Spread the love, embrace the twirls, and let your fabulous inner self shine. Because after all, a little bit of pink can brighten up anyone's day, right?