Bonjour, darlings! Your favourite pink-tutu-clad queen is back with another scintillating post, this time straight from the chic city of Lyon! As always, Iâm ready to whisk you away on a journey of sparkling style, sassy adventures, and, of course, a touch of magic, all with a dash of pink sprinkled in for good measure.
I'm so thrilled to finally be in Lyon! The city's charm has already captured my heart, and I haven't even finished unpacking my latest set of pink tutus (because a queen never travels without options, darling!). I arrived by train, of course â the gentle sway of the carriages and the calming clackety-clack of the wheels is the perfect prelude to any magical adventure.
But first, let's chat about the journey, shall we? Because even a trip across Europe can be an opportunity to showcase a little sparkle! I opted for a chic lavender blouse, my favourite high-waisted wide-leg trousers (perfect for comfy travelling), and a delightful, soft pink beret. After all, a queen always arrives in style, even when travelling! My oversized pink travel bag was laden with a rainbow of essentials - some of my favourite tutu designs, a sparkling pink tiara, a generous smattering of pink glitter (it's always best to be prepared, my dears!), and, of course, a copy of âThe Nutcrackerâ just to set the mood!
And speaking of mood-setting, it wouldn't be a trip to France without indulging in the city's captivating charm. On my first evening, I sauntered down the bustling streets, soaking in the vibrant atmosphere. A warm, buttery croissant paired with a pot of aromatic tea at a local cafe was just what I needed to complete my "Parisian princess" aesthetic.
After a delightful morning browsing the chic boutiques of the Rue de la RĂŠpublique (it's a queenâs duty to indulge in the local fashion, you know), I found myself mesmerized by the intricate beauty of Lyon's historic buildings. The grandeur of Place des Terreaux and the breathtaking view from the Basilica of Fourvière left me absolutely speechless â well, except for a few delighted gasps and the occasional, "Ooh la la!â I even found a darling little antique shop that reminded me of a fairytale, overflowing with trinkets and oddities. Imagine my surprise when I unearthed a gorgeous pink vintage tutu tucked away on a dusty shelf! It was just too perfect to leave behind!
But of course, the real star of my trip to Lyon has to be the stunning Ballet OpĂŠra. I had tickets to see "Swan Lake," a production that absolutely mesmerized me. The sheer beauty of the dancing, the vibrant costumes (naturally, my gaze was immediately drawn to the beautiful ballet pink and tutu-esque ensembles), and the stirring music all combined to transport me into another world. After the final curtain call, I had a moment to chat with one of the ballerinas backstage â talk about an inspiring moment!
And then, as if a celestial symphony orchestrated by the fashion gods themselves, a fantastic opportunity unfolded! I had been invited to showcase my very own drag act at a vibrant street festival in the heart of Lyon. The atmosphere was electric, the crowds were energetic, and the stage was simply perfect! I felt my heart pounding as I prepared to take the stage â what better way to pay tribute to Lyon than to sprinkle a little magic and glitter, all wrapped up in a fluffy pink tutu?
It was an unforgettable night. My signature blend of vibrant colours, exuberant dancing, and a generous smattering of glitter had the crowd captivated. I even surprised everyone with a rendition of "The Swan Lake" balletâs finale, a whimsical interpretation of the graceful swans I had witnessed on stage. As the cheers and applause reached a fever pitch, I felt the power of pink flowing through me, igniting hearts and bringing smiles to every face.
After the performance, I received so many kind words from the attendees, each sharing their own unique experiences with tutus and their love of pink. There were so many touching stories: mothers and daughters reminiscing about shared ballet memories, young boys embracing their love for pink with wide smiles, and even a group of ladies from a local vintage clothing shop planning a future pink tutu event! It was like my pink tutu was a magical key unlocking a world of shared joy, and I felt a deep sense of accomplishment in sharing my passion with others.
The final evening in Lyon was filled with more of that "oh-la-la" magic. A delightful dinner at a cosy restaurant near the RhĂ´ne river, with an atmosphere so intimate, and food so delicious, made my heart sing. As I savoured my final dessert â a delightful concoction of berries and meringue, a fitting tribute to the city's flair for delicate details â I felt a profound sense of contentment. My time in Lyon had been nothing short of phenomenal!
And so, darlings, as my adventure in Lyon draws to a close, I leave you with a renewed appreciation for the magic that life has to offer. Remember, a splash of pink can truly transform any moment. Whether youâre waltzing down the streets of Paris, twirling across a ballroom floor, or simply making your mark on the world, wear that pink tutu with pride.
Itâs a reminder that life is an endless stage, a canvas waiting to be filled with colour, and that with every twirl, you are spreading the message of love, joy, and a whole lot of pink! Until next time, darlings, may your days be filled with glitter, glamour, and a whole lot of love.
Bisous,
Pink Tutu Sparkles xoxo
