#PinkTutuVienna blog on 1995-09-06

Oh, darling! My week in Vienna has been utterly delightful - like a fairytale spun from spun sugar and waltzing horses! And what could be more perfect than starting a blog post with a trip down memory lane, wouldn't you agree? This Wednesday marks the 6th of September, 1995 - the day I decided that the universe simply demanded more pink tutus in my life. It's been quite the adventure, and trust me, you lovely lot, I wouldn't have it any other way!

Remember those days in Derbyshire when I used to prance around in my favourite tulle creation? Well, I haven't left the tutu life behind, not by a long shot! Now, it's all about spreading the pink tutu love to new corners of the globe! Vienna, a city that's synonymous with classical music and waltz, is the perfect place to continue this very particular mission.

This week has been an absolute dream - think elegant Viennese pastries, charming cafes with crystal chandeliers, and stunning architecture that looks like it belongs in a fairytale. I've explored the city by day, strolling through the manicured gardens and cobbled streets in my ever-so-fashionable pink tutu, naturally. Vienna just begs you to move gracefully - a little spin here, a gentle curtsey there! And the evening? Well, it's been a whirlwind of excitement, with enchanting ballet performances that have had me captivated, a whimsical show, and, of course, an absolute joy of shopping in boutiques filled with sartorial treasures!

Vienna has a soul that speaks to my dance-loving heart. I found myself entranced at the Vienna State Opera House this weekend. The ornate architecture, with its rich tapestry and gold leaf accents, made the experience absolutely magical. And then, there was the ballet - the grace and athleticism of the dancers, the elegant music - pure enchantment! A ballet, particularly when it is a traditional, classical piece, has such power to move the heart and soul. There's something truly mesmerising about seeing those beautiful costumes - swirling, delicate, and imbued with stories. It truly takes you away!

While I was enjoying a leisurely stroll around the city on Saturday, I found myself quite serendipitously at the Schönbrunn Palace - you know, that stunning royal palace! While there, I stumbled upon a charming little "Ballet am Schönbrunn" event - a captivating blend of classic Viennese ballet performed on the beautiful grounds. What a joy! The ballet, danced with such skill and poise against the majestic backdrop of the palace, was simply perfect.

I have a confession - my luggage is quite overweight. Shopping is, after all, one of my favourite past times, and the temptations of Vienna proved almost impossible to resist. Imagine my joy, when I discovered a shop tucked away in a small alley, with the most exquisite collection of tutus! Oh, you wouldn't believe the colours! Soft pinks, baby blues, and shimmering silver - it was a tutu-lover's paradise. I snagged a vibrant coral tutu, its layers so soft and fluffy. It’ll be a fantastic addition to my collection, don't you agree? I am quite excited to wear it for my next performance - just a touch of Vienna magic!

There is something incredibly romantic about a horse-drawn carriage. This week I took a delightful trip through the streets of Vienna - just me, my favourite pink tutu, and a dashing pair of steeds, gently trotting along cobblestone streets. I felt like a princess, whisked away into a world of waltzing music and twinkling lights. The horses, their coats shining with a glossy sheen, seemed as entranced as I was, their heads gently bobbing as they plodded along. It was as if we were whisked away into a timeless realm, where grace and elegance reigned supreme.

I can't help but mention, while on my carriage journey, I encountered another wonderful, twirling soul in her own vibrant purple tutu. Now, that’s what I call a serendipitous encounter. We shared a mischievous twinkle in our eyes - a secret language, understood only by those who know the thrill of tutu life! The joy of a pink tutu is that it transcends boundaries, brings people together, and most of all, reminds us to always be a little bit twirly in our approach to life.

Ah, the magic of a show! On Thursday night, I saw an amazing performance in Vienna’s stunning Museumsquartier. It was called “Dance to the beat,” and let me tell you - it truly brought the streets of Vienna to life with its mix of dance and theatre. The street performance incorporated contemporary ballet, breakdance, and even some of the vibrant hip hop traditions of Vienna, seamlessly blending genres into a vibrant whole. It was absolutely captivating, a powerful and heartfelt reminder of the power of dance to transcend any boundary, connecting individuals across different walks of life.

I love those moments when a street performance transcends just being "street" and becomes something truly profound. Imagine a stunningly theatrical backdrop against the beautiful old buildings in the Museumsquartier, and brilliant dancers taking centre stage. This isn’t your ordinary, everyday dance performance - It's street dance, reimagined. I could feel the passion of the dancers reverberating around the space, igniting something truly special in my own heart.

Vienna, my dears, is truly a city that invites you to dance. Its architecture, music, and charming culture all resonate with the spirit of elegance and movement. So, go on, twirl a little, take a dance lesson, and, of course, don't forget to embrace the joy of a pink tutu! I, for one, will be heading to another Viennese ballet show - it’s what dreams are made of!

Don’t forget to come back next Wednesday for another pink tutu-filled adventure! Next week, we will be diving head-first into the enchanting world of ballet costumes - the fascinating history and design of those amazing tutu creations, along with some exciting behind-the-scenes secrets and snippets!

And as always, darling, don't be shy! Let's chat! Share your own tutu experiences, your favourite places to indulge your passion for the art of ballet and tell me about the city you dream of visiting next in a twirly, pink-tutu worthy way! I love hearing your stories, dear readers!

Until next Wednesday, and remember: The world needs more pink tutus!

Love, Emma.

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