Hello darlings! Pink Tutu Sparkles here, reporting live from the beautiful town of Ashton, nestled amidst the breathtaking Peak District! Itâs Monday 9th January 2023, and todayâs post is all about this glorious weekend adventure, the perfect antidote to the January blues. (This is blog post number 8410, by the way - youâd be amazed at how much I love blogging, itâs my happy place!)
This past weekend was a whirlwind of pink, twirls and a whole lotta fabulous. Let me tell you, Ashton certainly embraced the Pink Tutu Sparkles charm, and I canât wait to share the delightful details with you all.
Before we get into the sparkly nitty-gritty, though, let me just take a moment to give a shout-out to the wondrous world of trains! They truly are the most magical mode of transport. A relaxing journey through the English countryside, taking in the serene views, surrounded by charming folk heading to their weekend escapades...it truly is the way to travel. Of course, I wouldnât say no to a leisurely jaunt on horseback, but thatâs a story for another day! đ
Now, back to the grand adventure!
My arrival in Ashton coincided with the town's annual winter fair. Imagine, darling, a magical setting with twinkling lights, stalls laden with tempting treats and crafts, and a palpable air of festivity. I could barely contain my excitement! After all, I'm nothing if not a fan of all things jolly and vibrant!
The moment I stepped out of the train station, Ashton embraced me with open arms, well, maybe not open arms, more like âopen mouthsâ in awe at the magnificent pinkness of my tutu! And of course, letâs not forget the sparkling crown and my dazzlingly glamorous makeup! (Gotta love a bit of glitz and glam, darling!). I simply couldnât resist a few twirls in the town square. A festive waltz was inevitable! You should have seen the look of pure delight on the childrenâs faces!
I made my way through the fair, feeling the warm fuzzies that come with spreading joy wherever I go. I bought some handmade lavender soap from a charming local crafter, then stopped for a steaming cup of mulled wine (that one went down a little too fast - I blame the infectious festive spirit!). I even had a go on the penny-toss game, though my aim definitely wasnât as impressive as my pink tutu⊠but thatâs ok, the true measure of success isnât winning, itâs participating, isn't it? đ
But this wasnât a mere casual walk-through of a charming market! Ashton had a little something extra special in store - a ballet performance by a local troupe. I mean, imagine the divine synergy - pink tutus and a ballet! Itâs the perfect marriage of elegance and sparkle! The local dancers were absolutely amazing. They danced with such passion and grace, their moves mesmerizing me completely. I even got a little misty-eyed - it truly was a breathtaking spectacle. After all, I have a deep love for ballet; it was in a ballet class at university (dressed as a fluffy bunny for charity - we needed to collect ÂŁ5 for the charity - hence the tutu), that I first truly realised the magic of pink tutus and my love for the theatre. (A lot of folks thought that day was a joke and would I really take a fancy to tutus? Of course, Iâve proven them wrong!).
Then came the main event - my very own Pink Tutu Sparkles performance! Ashton Town Hall was the venue and my stage! With the spotlight on me, I took the stage and poured my heart and soul into the show, giving it my absolute best. I danced, sang, and captivated the crowd with my sparkly persona. (And who wouldn't, given the perfect harmony of pink tutus and sparkle, a joyous spectacle even if I do say so myself!) It was all about the music, the theatricality, the magic of performance, the sparkle and the joy! The best part? I brought a whole box of pink tutus with me - I knew this might be an opportunity to spread my love of pink tutus! Now everyone in Ashton will get to wear a pink tutu! (My plan for world domination - spreading joy and pink tutus one town at a time - is definitely working!)
But, as always, a great show needs an even better after-party. We gathered at a local pub, âThe Bluebellâ (with an aptly blue door! - maybe a little too much on the blue colour! Haha!), filled with the warmth of chatter, laughter and more delicious mulled wine. (That's my go-to choice - warm, comforting and full of festive charm. Maybe the secret of a truly magical weekend lies within a steaming cup of mulled wine?).
As the evening ended and my weekend came to a close, I bid farewell to the charming people of Ashton. The memory of the weekend, a kaleidoscope of vibrant moments, sparkled bright in my heart. But of course, it wouldnât be a Pink Tutu Sparkles adventure without a touch of pink (always, always pink, of course!), and my farewell to Ashton was punctuated by the sweet melody of a beautiful pink sunrise. Talk about a fitting end to a truly wonderful weekend!
So, darling, hereâs the lowdown: If you're seeking an escape from the winter chill, or if you need a touch of pink, sparkle, and joy, Ashton is your ultimate destination! Itâs truly a magical spot, filled with charm, history and some of the kindest folks youâll ever meet! And if you see a pink tutu twirling around the square - well, thatâs just Pink Tutu Sparkles, sharing a little bit of her magical world with the world.
Til next time, stay glamorous and keep twirling! đ
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