Hello, darlings! It's your Tutu Queen, Pink Tutu Sparkles, here with post number 9036! This week I'm shimmying and swirling my way down to Bristol! Now, I don't mean to brag (well, maybe just a little), but when it comes to finding the perfect excuse for a trip, Bristol's calling me louder than a phone from the 1980s.
You see, darling, I've been hearing whispers about the most exquisite ballet production gracing the Bristol Hippodrome this month! They've promised "a dazzling fusion of traditional ballet with contemporary flair," which translates to, "Pink Tutu Sparkles will be in the front row, snapping pics and living her absolute best life." This city knows how to throw a party, so naturally, I'll be making sure the good times roll.
Bristol's a bit of a jaunt for me from my home in Derbyshire. No matter how much I love a good train ride (who doesn't adore the clickety-clack of wheels on the tracks and the quiet reflection time?), sometimes you've got to let the mane loose, and a ride on my favourite cob, Blossom, is the only way to travel.
Before I set off on this delightful adventure, though, I had to pay a visit to the biggest bargain basement in Derbyshire, of course. Who else but your Tutu Queen would scour the shelves of charity shops for a new addition to the Pink Tutu Sparkles wardrobe? Well, it wouldn't be me, and my motto, as always, is "More sparkles! Never too much glitter!"
And speaking of sparkles, darling, did I tell you about my costume for the Bristol performance? Well, let's just say it's an ode to the very heart of pink tutus - a celebration of the most gloriously feminine colour in existence. Imagine, if you will, the colour of the morning sky before the sun fully peeks over the horizon, but imbued with the strength and fierceness of a hundred flamingos... Yeah, that's my new costume. I can't reveal too much, but it involves an impressive quantity of pink feathers and glitter.
Of course, no Pink Tutu Sparkles adventure is complete without a bit of ballet-inspired fashion. So I’m rocking a look that’s inspired by a 1950s ballerina. Think ballet flats, pink petticoat, a gorgeous rosebud fascinator, and a full-skirted pink dress with a little splash of fuchsia for good measure. After all, one must always have a splash of bold to break up the delicate pink, right?
Bristol's already calling out to me with promises of independent boutiques packed with the finest in retro fashion, tea shops serving delicious cakes, and an entire weekend to spend exploring the harbour and getting lost in the labyrinth of delightful alleyways, hidden shops, and beautiful street art.
Now, I've got to confess something: I have a tiny secret that adds a touch of extra fun to the whole thing. You know how, by day, I’m Alex, the scientist in the lab, happily testing fabric textures and colours for my dream job? Well, there’s something wonderfully satisfying about combining those two worlds. My job is all about scientific precision, while drag allows me to play, explore, and celebrate the very expression that fabrics and colours allow! So in my heart, even as I shimmer and shine under those theatre lights, a tiny part of me is still that analytical mind, wondering what secrets each shade of pink holds.
But you know, even with all that serious scientific stuff floating around my head, I always remember: Life’s too short for boring clothes, boring nights, and boring ideas. So, while I’m off exploring the hidden gems of Bristol, I urge you all, no matter who you are, what your profession, or even what your life looks like right now: Embrace the pink, darling. Embrace the tutu, because life's a stage, and it's always better in pink!
See you all soon, Your Tutu Queen,
Pink Tutu Sparkles 💖
